I was 18 years old, newly single, independent and wanted to have fun. I had" experimented" with drugs before this time. But this was the year that started everything...

I had a full time job, bills to pay and responsibilities like every other American.

My DOC (drug of choice) was methamphetamine. It is a powerful substance. I started out smoking it, and did so for many years. I was never in any legal trouble and kept it under wraps. Life was good, so I thought.

I went to work, paid my bills and never let the drug get the best of me. I was proud of that. My whole 18th year...

At 19, I met my first ex husband. I did quit using when we were together, mostly. He was a cheater and a beater. Most importantly, I was miserable. We were together for about 3 years before I starting using again. And this time, I really never quit using.

We divorced when I was 24. Awesome.

Then it began...

I swore up and down I'd NEVER shoot up. Boy was I lying to myself. It was the biggest mistake I've made in my life.

Once you cross over that line, there really is no going back. I was hooked. That's all it took. One time.

I will leave you with that, until tomorrow.

-dopelife