I started smoking the spice when I was only 16 and a freshman in high school. Back then it didn’t have the violent side effects that it has today but good lord there were so many different types to choose.
Names like “DeadManWalking”, “SpaceCadet”, “Demon”, “atomic bomb”, “Caution” and many more. Those names sound appealing don’t they?
Well, I’m here today to share my story on how I beat it and have taken back control of my life. When I first started, it was legal at the time, so I didn’t think much of it and my first job drug tested, so it was an obvious choice.
I wound up stuck on it for a year and a half before I found a girl that I cared about who said it was her or the drugs, so I stopped for the entire eight months we were together.
Eventually, we split up, and the depression drove me back to spice until I was 20 almost 21. Note that at this time it was 100% illegal and had two main flavors it came in Green apple and bubblegum.
I have a criminal record because of spice and am currently facing possible prison time due to it. October of 2016, I checked myself into a mental health facility based in a hospital for the sole reason of detox, and so if I had any violent withdrawals.
I was at the right place to get medical treatment. Let me just say this, the withdrawals and sickness from it are all just your minds telling you that you need it. When you truly believe that you don’t need it quitting is pretty easy.
Well, I had eight months of sobriety from all chemicals minus tobacco. Then earlier this year I accepted a bribe from someone to get them some spice. (I had recently lost my job and was hurting badly financially)
That bribe and trip to get it is what caused me to relapse because the temptation is so strong once you’ve been addicted to it and it gets lit right in front of you. Since February 2017 up until September 2017, I’ve been addicted to the crap.
Finally, I got tired of being just another statistic, and after pawning or selling everything I owned I had nothing left but family and the “friends” I got high with and my family was slowly fading away due to my addiction.
I went as far as to steal my grannies pain pills to trade for spice. It takes true strength to stop using any drug, that’s why addicts who have beaten their addiction are heroes in my book. October 16, 2017, I will have achieved one month of sobriety again, and boy does it feel good.
You can quit, you just have to want it. This drug has had me with a gun in my mouth because I couldn’t stand myself due to it and what it had caused me to do to the people I cared about.
If you ever think that nobody cares about you or will help support you through your journey to sobriety just slap yourself and look around. The ones who give you the most hell about it care for you the most and want to see you succeed in achieving sobriety!
You just have to be willing to accept the help and remind yourself that it’s all in your head. I know it sounds easier said than done and trust me for some it is. You don’t have to take my word for it, but I’m the type of person that if I can do it, you can too.
I truly believe in anyone trying to better themselves and pray for those who still suffer that they may find the strength to drop it, you can do it! I have faith in all of you! I promise that there is always sunshine after a cloudy day.
You may be stuck in a pit, but it’s up to you whether to lay on your back in the bottom wishing to reach the top and escape, or to take action and fight the odds and make your escape reality!
Never turn back once you escape or you’ll find yourself right back in the pit wishing you were free again. I hope that my story will help give at least one person the strength and courage to climb out of that pit.
Thank you spiceaddictionsupport.org for what you are doing here and allowing me to share my story. May God be with you all who still suffer, and I hope that you live a blessed life full of freedom from your demons.