I've had horrible a horrible addiction to Methamphetamine since I was 23. I'm now 30. I managed to stay away from it for a good portion of that time, but find myself dabbling in from time to time. This time, I've let it get bad. The worst actually. I started using it a about a year ago. I was depressed while trying to get over a part of my life that I wanted and needed to let go of at the time. It's just gotten worse and worse. I've gotten into doing some really bad things that I'm ashamed of and I just can't do it anymore. It's no way to live and I'm so much more stronger than what I've become. This is it! I'm going to NA starting Wednesday night. I'm at the point in life where I'm finally ready to move forward in bigger ways than I ever have. I really just need my friends back and mostly to get rid of the people I choose to keep around me now a days.They help me to enforce my addiction, which leads to abandonment if the life I should be leading. I love myself so much. I freaking owe it to myself to get better, so I'm ready to stop hiding it and heal. Mother Therasa status, here I come. PS: I'm even too ashamed to admit on an anonymous confession, the thing that I allow myself to do, but I believe in myself enough to get this done.