Sierra's Story
I grew up in Olympia, Washington. I was raised by a single mom of three children. I had very few boundaries and got away with a lot as a child. My Dad was in and out of prison and was an addict.
When I was 11 years old I was diagnosed with ADD and prescribed medication. Not long after taking it I was told that I could get high if I took a lot of it which I tried and then started abusing the drug, not realizing what it would lead to. Then I discovered the rush of marijuana and dropped out of my sports and started partying and making my social life my main focus. I was well liked in High School and played basketball and volleyball. I even was voted most liked student. Then i discovered the rush of marijuana and dripped out of my sports, started partying and making my social life my main focus.When I was 14 I was introduced to Meth for the first time by a guy much older than me that was dating a friend of mine. The adrenaline rush and excitement felt amazing. I felt free and I became addicted to that feeling. The come downs were terrible, I felt sick, everything hurt and was lethargic for 2 days every time I took it but I couldn’t stop myself. I did this from the ages of 14-17 and then I found ecstasy. Eventually my mom found out about my drug use and sent me to a 40 day rehab program in Washington. This program did not help me. I was surrounded by people way worse off than me and one girl there cut me and scratched my skin all while singing the ABC’s song to me. " I
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"THEN I DISCOVERED THE RUSH OF MARIJUANA AND DROPPED OUT OF MY SPORTS AND STARTED PARTYING AND MAKING MY SOCIAL LIFE MY MAIN FOCUS." I continued to take ecstasy while I was there which I got from another patient. It took all the sadness away and made me feel pure happiness. From there I went to be a gogo dancer and started selling pills myself. It was awesome, I felt young and free and living in the moment, making a lot of money. Until one day I overdosed on ecstasy on the way back from a rave. I took 8 pills and passed out at the wheel. I couldn’t see, my heart was pounding and I when I woke up someone was slapping me in the face and I was soaking wet. None of this scared me, it was almost a euphoric feeling that I had survived. I wasn't ready to stop, not yet.
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