Two years clean off of spice, I was on it for about three very dark years it was hard to quit. I even relapsed a few times, but I knew I had to quit because spice was eventually going to kill me.
One night I passed out from smoking spice as usual, but then a few minutes later, I woke up with a shock. I felt like I was being electrocuted all through my body, it scared the hell out of me.
It happened a couple of times again after that, I think it was my body’s way of saying enough, not anymore, but that’s when I realized my health was in danger.
Spice took away my girlfriend my job, apartment, car, got a DWI lost my driving license, I lost everything which in a way helped because all this had to happen so that I could quit Spice. Ended up having to move back home.
I had to give away my cards, my money to my mom (the only person in this world that I can always count on) because if I had money, I was going to buy spice no matter what. After a few weeks, the severe withdraws were gone, and I was able to regain my appetite and poop solid turds, no more diarrhea.
I still felt a hole in my chest like something was missing, felt depressed and anxious ass hell all the time, but with hard work and determination, I started to be able to get stronger emotionally mentally and physically.
I was stronger than my anxiety and my depression who till this day are still present, but I don’t want it to kick me down I fight back. You have to fight back however you can.
My life is better now, I got a job, a car and with that, I am going trying to better my life. Finish school, gets a good job start a family and all that good stuff after all that what life is about right???