I was 16 when I first smoked marijuana in high school. Amid the highness, all my family problems, personal anxiety and insecurities disappeared. It made me feel very good and it pretty much numbed all the pain I was feeling.
Like many teenage addicts, my road to drug dependence started with smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol socially. Until a friend convinced me to smoke weed, but I became unsatisfied with the highness, so I started drinking large doses of cough syrup. Now, I have become a dangerous addict and the once heavenly feeling has become hell to me...