Living in Victoria in the 90's and early 2000's there wasn't a whole lot to do. Sure I lived with my uncle but I was still technically "in care" so when he left I went back into foster care.
I was close to aging out of care but I had a couple years to go before I was an adult. I met up with the people who would forever change my life: my foster brothers. They led the charge into the drug world, and I followed.
It wasn't long for me to get into drugs, easy peezy lemon squeezy. Of course the "soft drugs" at first: weed, shrooms, acid, alcohol, and even some peyote sent me into the netherworld. We started dealing and dominated. We were on top of the drug world there. Chances were your dealer came to us to re-up.
But why? Why were these fiends so desperate to try MY shit I wondered. I was carrying crack at the time so that's what I tried first. It took me on a whirlwind through the days, next thing I knew it was 3 days later and I had nothing left. We didn't have to worry about fentanyl or anything back then.
Crack was my queen until I aged out of care and moved into this apartment up on Spring Street, my roommate disappeared for nearly a week. When he returned he said nothing and went straight into his room. I could hear the hiss of a torch...on and off/on and off/ on and off so I called his name and asked him what he was doing. I told me to come to his room so I did.
"Take this" he said as he handed me a light bulb and metal straw. He turned on his torch and showed me how to use this set up. He scooped out something from a little baggy, put it in the light bulb and told me to inhale the vapours. I did. Those vapours spun wildly in the bulb and down into my lungs. Those vapours spun my life out of control, those vapours spun my world up and down and side to side. In short, meth had me handcuffed.
For two years it was my whole world until I moved to Edmonton in an attempt to run away from King Meth.
I was in Edmonton for 9 months before He caught up to me and didn't let go for another 3 years.
I've been in recovery from Meth now for over 13 years as of 4 August 2018. It always remains an option for me but I live a life now that I don't want to run away from.
It isn't my daughter or my sister or my friends and family keeping me away from it. Only Creator has that power. I need it, and He or She or They give it to me.
