Hi my name is Sabrina, and well this story isn’t going to be about me, it’s about my best friend. It is about the experience I went through with her and her massive addiction to incense.
I love my best friend to death, and at this point, her sobriety and recovery is everything to me, and I want to do as much as possible to make sure she doesn’t relapse on this drug ever again.
I want to share this story with others so that they know just how dangerous and toxic this drug is, how it can ruin your life and the fact that all it’s doing is killing you slowly. I remember the first time I met her I had no clue she was addicted to spice.
One day we had a hangout at my house, and she took out a small bag. She offered me a hit, and I took it, mind you at the time I had no clue what it was? I just heard it was similar to weed so I smoked it thinking it had the same effect or “high” as weed, well I was very wrong.
It gave me a bad trip not to mention I had mixed it with alcohol. Anyways the next few times we hung out I started to notice she pretty much did every necessary drug cocaine, bars, etc. I didn’t think much of it at the time.
As time went on, we became closer; I started to notice that spice was her choice of the drug slowly. The more we hung out, the more I begun to see what was going on. She was heavily addicted to incense. I didn’t think much of it because at times she was excellent when she’d smoke it.
Finally, I started to see the full effect it had on her and how it was ruining her life slowly. I’m ashamed even to say I felt so bad I supported her habit at one point. I didn’t know how to tell her how I felt without her getting angry.
Of course, I wanted her to stop, but I knew it was going to take way more than me, her family or anyone else to get her to quit. I found out she had been hooked on it for quite some time already a couple of years since she was a freshman I believe.
I couldn’t believe the things she would do to get her hands on this drug. I had never experienced knowing someone so young being addicted to a drug like that. The behavior that she would display was so shocking, yet I chose to stick by her side.
Something in me told me not to leave her. So I stuck around. Fast forward a little later on in her story things became worse. One of the worst things I had realized is that she didn’t care about herself or others or anything for that matter of fact.
Her only priority was to get high. Every day she’d wake up smoke, go back to sleep wake up smoke, it was a routine. She had tried to quit a few times but always ended up relapsing. One of the worst feelings is losing someone you love.
I felt like at any given moment I could lose her, she probably doesn’t know this, but I had prepared myself for just that. She had become reckless; she almost lost her life 3 or 4 times during a defined period.
Who’s to say it wasn’t more because I hadn’t known her the previous years she was already addicted. This last time she got into a car accident, she fell or was falling asleep at the wheel, and it could’ve been the last time I saw or spoke to my best friend.
She had even been in one way before that as well. It’s crazy to think or just know that this drug made her do these things, and she was aware of the wrong she was doing. She couldn’t find a way to stop and get the help that she desperately needed.
Right now, she is currently serving time in prison and getting the help she needs. I’m proud to say she’s been sober for about ten months now and she wants to stay sober. This is the longest she’s been sober.
I’m so thankful that she’s still here today and she’s doing better. I pray that she continues to get even better and that she continues down the right path. I know that addiction is a disease and it’s hard to even though I am not an addict myself but I’ve seen it first hand, and nothing good comes out of it if you continue.
Well, maybe one good thing does the fact that you become an even stronger person. So if you are and want to change your life around, I encourage you to get help.
Most individuals who have become addicted need the help and aren’t able to do it on their own. Though this isn’t even half of her story, I hope it helps and motivates whoever is addicted to this drug to seek aid and support they need to quit.
I love you best friend, and I’m so proud of you. I’m proud of the fact that you’ve changed for the better and continue to do so. It may take a lot of hard work, but I will be here by your side as your journey into recovery continues.