I Fought Cocaine!

Hi, I want to share my story and how I fought the horrible cocaine. I needed money and that's why I started working for a dealer in Sofia. I only distributed marijuana and had no problem. But one day, the dealer told me I was very good at business and handed me a packet of cocaine. I tried to run away, but he threatened me with a gun. I took the package - I had no choice. The people I delivered to were mostly rich - so who else will be willing to take 5 grams for 500 leva. So, the work went on, but I finally saw my best friend fuck my boyfriend and I couldn't stand it - my heart ached. I got drunk. I took about 12 grams then I don't remember. I woke up in the hospital. I was told that they had found me fallen on a corner and taken me to a hospital. The doctor left the room and I remembered everything. I cried - I couldn't accept it. Best friend with my boyfriend. The next day I was discharged from the hospital. None of my family came. I forgot to mention - I was sixteen. I came back home. My father opened it and when he saw me he closed the door under my nose. I couldn't believe that my closest ones would leave me like that. I went to the dealer again. I asked him for a few grams - he gave them, but asked for money. I told him I didn't have it and I would bring it in 3 days. He left in silence. I sniffed them, but I didn't feel better. Just a little. I went home again. My mother opened the door and let me go. He didn't talk to me. My father was standing in the armchair in the living room. He told my mother that drug addicts in his house did not want to enter. He gave me 700 leva and told me to leave. To move to another country or another city, but not to show off in front of him and his family. It was as if I no longer had a family. When I went outside, my best friend asked. He was cheerful, obviously not knowing that I had discovered them. I attacked him. I almost killed him, whether from cocaine or something, but I almost killed him. I left him covered in blood on the street. They saved him. As I was walking to the station, the dealer met me and offered me white, free of charge. I was surprised. I paid him for the past and locked myself in a bar. I drank maybe 7 glasses of pure whiskey and sniffed 5 grams. I felt sick. The police picked me up and sent me to a sanatorium for treatment. Years have passed since then, slowly but surely I forgot the pain and started smiling more often, playing the guitar and so on. I returned to Sofia - my family took me back. I was told that they were proud of me, that I was one of the few who managed to overcome my addiction. And it really was. I am personally proud of myself and I really want people not to repeat my stupid mistake. I spent two years of my life in prison. But in prison, not everyone is a damn addict. And where I found myself, everyone was a drug addict. They fought, swore, there were even deaths. People were throwing themselves off the roofs. Without drugs, they couldn't stand it. But I persevered. For 3 months I howled like a zombie - only cocaine was in my head. They tied me to a bed with straps and gave me water and substances through a system - they could not approach me. As I said - do not repeat my mistake. Infidelity is not a reason to ruin your life. By the way, my ex-girlfriend became a drug addict. But he couldn't fight the drugs. I think she's still alive, but not for long. I also brought flowers and tried to calm her down. He was in prison. She beat up a sister - she tried to take the drugs from my friend's hands and she beat her up. She was imprisoned for 4 years. She was going crazy. Every time the guard passed by she shouted "I want drugs, squirrel, I want !!!". I felt sorry for her. And when I think that because of this wreck, which ruined my life after getting drunk in an orgy, I would die, I just can't believe it. And so. This is my story. As I told you several times before. Don't take drugs - just don't.