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Age: 19
Gender: Female
Location: Aurora, Colorado

My life crumbled into millions of little pieces and now I'm lost trying to put them back together again. I used to always say "I'll never be a tweeker I'll never be like that". But within 2 weeks my checking account and savings account were both completely drained. I worked fast food all day, high, just so I could cash my check and spend it all on meth. I lost my phone, my friends, and I even stopped talking to my family for it. Then I lost my job because of so many times I stayed to get high instead of work. I quit caring about anything but how I was gonna get high again. It was never enough. No matter how much I smoked I wasn't high enough. I weighed less than 80 pounds. The worst thing was: I didn't care. As long as I had it, nothing else mattered. We would spend days on end in a garage 'tweeking out' on anything we could find. We would never sleep, unless it was all gone. I used to be proud to say that I had been awake for 6 days. I would say "up for 6 down for 2" in other words, stay awake for 6 days sleep for 2. Everyday seemed to run on forever-because for me they did. For me last week seemed like months ago. I didn't even know what month it was! And I didn't care. I never came home-only to sleep. I've been clean for about 6 weeks now, and all I think about is everything I lost for something that was never even satisfying. I can barely get a job now, my family doesn't trust me, and friendsŠ I hardly know the meaning of the word. The people who I thought were my friends just think I'm an addict, and the friends I made were only there for the meth, not the friendship.

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