Gregg

I have to get this all of my chest because it bothers the hell out of me. I started doing drugs around three years ago. I did it just because the stress I was having from high school. It started of slow but grew into a bad habit. I was like a weekend warrior at first smoking pot and drinking alcohol. Sometimes I would miss a weekend because I was playing basketball at the park.
If stress got heavy during the week I would smoke a joint with a friend on a school night. No big deal. That is what it was but it turned into a everynight thing. Before long I was going to every party there was in town. Mostly I went to those parties with my friends because it is really hard to fit in when your years younger than everyone. Those parties had all the drugs on the market. Of course wanting to fit in we took some drugs but I happened to be the first to do it. It was acid and I felt better than I ever had but strange outer body way at moments during the trip. Which acid isn't susposed to make you feel that way. But I encouraged my friends to do it the next chance that they possibly could. They liked it and whenever it was available we would it eat all we could. Sometimes daring each other to eat more than the last time. We had a great time at that. We dipped into coke and ectasy as time progressed. I not sure whether to just fit in or if were getting hooked. We tryed to keep our heads straight because we were still in school and we did. But the more acid I took the more I liked it. I would eat it whenever and with whoever wanted to trip and I didn't care the price. That wore me thin and I tripped out because in a period of six months I had eaten over 100 hits at different times. So to get away from that I went to the harder stuff. Coke was a chippy and I stuck close to ectasy. That **** ate me up fast. Within a month I was cooked. I dropped it all and smoked just cigarettes. By this point I had lost all sight of my friends and was kind of on my own with finding entertainment because my friends handled their **** better than me. Having nothing to do but sit and think I had to get back to doing something to stimulate my mind. For a while after that I randomly smoked crack with some neighbors of mine. That was almost nine months ago. I have dropped it all due to a good scare a got from a car wreck I was in. What bothers me the most is everything has really changed for me but I feel like I am still on that first trip of acid I took. People tell me it takes just days to get it though your system but I think the acid took a toll on me for life. I just wonder if I'll ever be the same as I was because it isn't as fun as it once was. Does anyone have any idea other than help from a shrink?