I used spice for four years. During this time, I almost lost everything I ever worked for, my friends, my family and my partner of nine years.
This drug gets costly the more addicted to it you become. I did not go through a day without throwing my guts up. If I didn’t have the drug I didn’t want to go to work or interact with nobody.
After four long years of being an addict I looked to my family, my girlfriend, and my older sister Virginia Lyttle who is my own personal angel.
There were nights I had thrown up black liquid after smoking later finding out that was old blood, caused from the spice usage.
There were days while I was working and everything went black all I could do was kneel down and ask God to give me back my eyes and when I opened them I could see again. I took this as a sign from the good Lord.
There was a night when I had smoked with my little brother and he turned around to light a cigarette and when he turned back around to face me I had passed out in the snow.
Things like this are humiliating but I thank God for saving my life. If you ask him he will save yours as well.
Thanks for letting me tell you small pieces of my bad addiction and I hope it helps someone someday. God Bless!