Everyone has a story to tell.. well here is mine. I am not sure how this will turn out because not many know why I chosed to go down the road of being a drug addict. Alot of people do not even want to truly take the time or the care to find out why somebody choses to get a addiction.. what are they escaping from? There is alot of different forms of Addictions... however it seems that a drug addict gets it the worse. Being called a worthless drug addict.. or a Druggie. When in the end we are the same as any other addict we are HUMAN. This month will make it a year that I decided to go down the road of becoming a Addict. The night before Thanksgiving is when I picked up the meth pipe after I just got done hitting a crack piece. I was sitting in the living room when it was placed on my coffeetable right in front of me.. I still remember the clank of the pipe hitting the table.. I just wanted to feel awake as I was so drianed all the time. Being a single mom of my 4 amazing children.. and being a empath and having my mental health issues I was just tired. The meth made me feel awake that I could be a great mom and play with my children...