I am 20 years old, Indiana born and raised.
I started to smoke “Spice” in 2012, because of probation I couldn’t smoke Marijuana, and i’ll be god damn if I was going to jail over a failed drug test, right? right!
Well started smoking it and didn’t think anything of it for the loooongest time, a few months ago, honestly.
My lovely group of friends started to smoke spice with me, knowing i couldn’t.
Here we are today, 3 years later, just getting off of the nasty shit slowly but surely.
The long-term spice use caused me to have breathing problems, migraines, withdrawals – baaad withdrawals at that. To the point where I have to get MRI’s, blood work , medications you name it
I’m going through it right now. It’s nasty!!
We wouldn’t even have this problem if I could smoke freely when I please, legally. Pot, of course.
I had gotten into a relationship. I quit, or at least I thought I did. I had to go to the hospital, I was so weak withdrawing off of it.
Well, here I am: I cut down, and I am still working on it.
I let it control everything. I quit jobs, cut people out of my life that didn’t need to be cut out if I needed to get a high and I didn’t have it. It was a cold day in hell until I got it.
I can not wait until I can finally say it has been over 30 days since I have smoked spice.
I got myself and 6 of my friends addicted to it. And I am trying everything to help them.
You can’t save everyone but ya might as well try.