This was sometime late July early August. Then in the middle of August i started ruining my own life. My dad travels a lot so he brings home sleeping pills for the time difference and jetlag. I found a whole new batch in the orange prescription container and made the biggest mistake of my life. I stole one, thinking i was gonna use it that night to get an amazing night sleep because i had finals in the morning.

The day went on without anyone noticing and i was super excited to go to bed. Nightfall came and i decided it was time, i took out the Ambien pill that was 10mg, i decided since it was my first time with drugs to just take half. I then broke it in half, made a line and snorted it. I went to bed with a light buzz possibly from the placebo affected, but still a buzz. The next day i grabbed a few more from my dads container and went bigger. A full pill this time, nothing I’ve ever done could match the euphoria i got. I was in heaven.

I told my “friends” what i found but they all said they wanted to stick to weed. I didn’t want to do weed because i knew my parents suspected me off it, and could one day give me a drug test. After this i got caught, I was sloppy left a few pills in my pocket and my mom found them. I lied straight to her face, which hurts me so much today. I said that i did it for attention and gave her the puppy eyes and everything. She bought it, and i was off the hook. She took the pills and put them back. What do i do as soon as she leaves the house? Take more, i couldn’t stop. I did 20mg which got me crazy high. I mean like higher than Mt. Everest.

I started thinking bigger, I wanted money, so I started selling the pills to girls in my school who were tired of weed. At the same time I started popping Vicodin, one day I ate 2 pills of Vicodin and 20 mg of Ambien. My life was starting to get really screwed, I lied to my parents about anything and everything to get my hands on these pills. Finally i got busted for them. My parents were devastated but i didn’t get any real long-term consequences for it.

After i couldn’t do anymore pills i got into weed, my buddy Trey was a big dealer. Dealing anywhere between 5-20 grams a week (this was in high school). He encouraged me and one day i did it. Me and my friend Kenny where going to our high schools football game and i got the urge. I smoked 2.5 bowls for the first time in my life. After that i decided to lay low for a while, and i did. Until recently when i decided to buy my own weed. I bought a gram and a bubbler from Kenny. Then i smoked it alone but only about a bowl.

I then realized what i was getting myself into, i didn’t wanna become “that guy” the guy that everyone knows is an addict and can’t live without his drugs. I’ve always had good grades, perfect in fact, straight A’s through freshman of high school in IB. My grades started to drop and i knew it was time to make it or break it, so i flushed down all my stuff and threw it all out. I have days were i get anxiety attacks because i want my Ambien back .

But I’ve decided, I’m not going to be “that guy”. And i hope that whoever might be considering trying pills doesn’t! I’ve ruined my relationship with my parents to the point were they don’t talk to me, I’ve lost all my real friends and I can’t be happy with out my pills. So I’m begging you, yeah you that’s considering trying Vicies or sleeping pills, DON’T! It’ll mess up your life just like it did mine. Keep faith and hope and you can get through anything.