Category: Stories

My name is Geoffrey and I am a grateful recovering crystal meth addict. I was born and raised in a small town in central Pennsylvania to a middle-class home filled with lots of love and laughter. There was no substance use or even casual drinking at home, and I never

I ask myself – How did I become an addict and, more specifically, how did I become a crystal meth addict that used daily for almost ten years? After all, I grew up in a world of privilege. Not the kind of privilege where there was a trust fund waiting

I had a pretty great childhood for the most part. When I was seven, I was adopted by my grandparents for the simple fact that my biological mother wanted a better life for me. I was raised in the Mormon religion, and my grandparents always took me on adventures to

My name is Thom and I’m a crystal meth addict. I could tell you about what it was like to be a drug distributor in Texas and moving several kilos a week. I could tell you any number of insane adventures I had in my using days. There are way

I am not sure what year we moved in together. I do know thirteen years ago Pat and I stood on the back porch of our new apartment to survey and admire the vista of the Chicago alley: the backyard gardens, garages, and decorative wooden back stairs to the many

Every day I am clean, I am so grateful I do not live like I used to. I’m a late bloomer I guess, not experiencing meth until my late 40’s and early 50s. That probably seems so old for a lot of you, but hopefully you’ll all get there some

When I first tried crystal meth at the age of 19, I thought, “This is it! I have found the solution!” I had always been shy, overweight, and awkward. Crystal meth made me lose weight and made me talk to people. I wasn’t afraid of anything. I felt confident and