Hi. I'm new here. I am 59. All I've ever did is drink alcohol; smoked weed along the way, and maybe a few pills, acid trips, and shroom trips way back in the past. This year, April 2024, I tried ice, smoking about 10-12 sessions ranging from 1-3 days, and 1 4-day in there. It was great at first. I enjoyed the shadow people like a good comedy, and the "voices" and "radio DJ's", and the visuals. Amazing what the brain can do.

So I had hypersexuality, which was amazing, and the over-sensed physical sensations, of tingling scalp, and face; the lack of any need to eat (lost 20 pounds), and no need to sleep. So the first few times it was fun, and I had found my most fave drug ever, and lost the need to drink, or smoke cigs too. However, after the first few times, it's like the drug changed on me. I had a 7 day withdrawal. With anhedonia. It was awful, and pure hell.

But not ready to quit experimenting I persisted on. I lost the shadow people, the visuals. I lost the ability to get erect, but the "horniness" remained. How frustrating to watch porn and play with a wet noodle for days upward of 96 hours to the point of harm. And it seems like my tolerance was increasing already. I noticed, At first $10 lasted me 24 hours, now it took $20 for 24 hours.

This went on through mid-May, 2024, less than 90 days. When i experienced my 3rd withdrawal. Each took 7 days to get through. If I had known any dealers I'd have never made it. I had to go through meth users that would score for me, and then I shared.

I went from a new user, to a full addiction in less than 90 days, with 3 7-day withdrawals that were the hardest thing I ever experienced. The pain was so uncomfortable : headaches, backaches, stomach ache (the worst symptom), no energy, inability to get out of bed, but insomnia. And anhedonia - inability to experience any pleasure physically, or enjoyment emotionally. When i did sleep it was for an hour or 2, AND THEN I WAKE UP TO THE SAME HELL. I wanted to die. And I craved. But I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't hardly walk, or stand up, much less catch a bus for an hour two ways to wait on a score. AND I didn't want to ever use again. I can't go through this again. Nearly impossible.

That is my story, and i pray I never use this drug again!