The Slippery Slope of Cocaine Addiction

I felt as if I was trapped in a tornado, going around and around at 100 miles per hour. Every time I felt as if I was about to get out, I’d get sucked back in. During my cocaine addiction, I felt as if there was no escape. The depression weighed on me like a ton of bricks and I didn’t care anymore. I stopped caring if I lived or died. Cocaine was going to end me, and at the time I was okay with that.

I never wanted to try cocaine. I was always against it due to how addictive I heard it was. It wasn’t until after I graduated high school it entered my life. I was dating an abusive guy who had influenced me to do things I never thought I’d ever do. One night, we headed to his friend’s house to hang out, and he asked me if I wanted to get some cocaine. I told him no; I was against it. He begged and begged until I finally caved. He then pulled it out of his console and started getting lines ready. I did one and felt amazing like I was on top of the world. And since then I continued chasing that feeling.

After about a month, I knew our addiction had gotten bad, and we had to stop. I tried to get him to quit, but he refused. I quit and eventually his addiction drove a wedge in our relationship and it ended. After that, I met a new guy hoping for the best but faced the worst. He and his roommate both did a ton of cocaine and here I was, faced with my demon again. I started getting back into cocaine. We started doing cocaine at work, at night, and every chance we got. I continued this for a while but quickly got bored and decided it was time to quit again and leave the poor influences I surrounded myself with.

I stayed clean for a little over a year and thought I was doing good. It wasn’t until my past caught up with me and I faced my demon, yet again. Although, this time I couldn’t resist. I thought I had it under control. I believed where I’d quit twice before I told myself this was a casual habit that I could control. From there, it sucked me into this storm I couldn’t escape. All I could think about was having cocaine, when my next line was, and how I was going to pay for this habit. I cared about nothing and no one. All I wanted was cocaine, and I didn’t care who I hurt trying to get it. I was going around and around, destroying everything in my path. There was no control and the further I got into my addiction, the worse the damage I caused. I didn’t know what to do or how to end it. I decided this drug was going to end it all and was the only way out of the storm that I had sucked myself into. Little did I know that there was another option.

“Get the help you need and end the storm. You will come out stronger in the end and it will all be worth it.”

Seeking treatment is the way out. Going and getting the help you need is the best way to end everything. Know there is a way out that doesn’t lead you down the road to death. You can escape and you can overcome it. Get the help you need and end the storm. You will come out stronger in the end and it will all be worth it. Just reach out for help. If you or a loved one are struggling with addiction, reach out and Narconon will help repair the damage and overcome your addiction.