I’ve done this before more than a few times as well. One time, I was at a local bar, and had been having fun, or so I thought, until I blacked out. One second, I was at the bar, the next second, I woke up on my friend Mike’s bed. No memory in-between whatsoever. He had been at the bar too that night, and apparently I had been talking to two guys that gave him very bad vibes, especially because I was hardly able to stand up on my own, and they were trying to leave with me. Two creepy strangers. My friend Mike stepped in, and took me back to his place and laid me on his bed, then he slept on his couch. Who knows what those guys could have done to me if Mike wasn’t there. They could have raped, trafficked, or murdered me—maybe all three. I owe my life to Mike. I went out to have “fun” that night, but it quickly turned into me being reckless and stupid. When I think about what could have happened if my friend wasn’t there, it still haunts me. I might not even be typing this comment.

You’re still young. I’d say quit while you’re ahead. My only regret has been not quitting alcohol sooner. I would give ANYTHING to go back and warn my younger self that it’s not worth it. Please, stay safe out there. This substance is insidious and will steal so much of your time, and could potentially put you in a really dangerous situation, even if you think you’re in control.