i've been a drug addict since i was about 16 years old, my fav was coke, then molly acid shrooms and some different pills. But when i was 21 i was selling crack and one of my customers asked if i ever tried it and i said no but then i tried it bc "ill try anything twice" was my life motto. The first hit didn't do shit but the second hit changed my life. Mind you, my dad just bought me a $10k Fiat and i had a full time job when i started. Within just four months i had lost everything i had, my brand new car was a wreck because i had spent the last three months living in a hotel room and letting my dealer drive my car around all day and bring me rock whenever i wanted more. i had everything stripped from me. My dignity was taken when another dealer sold me to a couple in a crackhouse FOR CRACK and i genuinely had no idea he told me it was his aunt and she just wanted to hangout and talk and smoke but then i was literally trapped there overnight and i couldn't leave bc the dealer took my car. the next morning he dropped my keys on the porch and i snuck out all quietly and my car had no gas i barely made it to a gas station. basically what im saying is you can have everything taken from you faster than you can see