I started hanging out at the dope man’s house every day. I was working at a restaurant as a waitress. And when I wasn’t working, I was getting high. I would help him get supplies to cook the meth. Therefore, I never paid for my drugs because I was helping. I used to go “pill shopping” for him.
Letme explain. If you have ever wondered why you have to buy Sudafed from behind the pharmacy counter, this is why. Back then, I could go into any grocery store, Walgreens, Target or Dollar Store and buy 10-15 boxes of generic Sudafed. I would scope out the cashiers on my in the store and if they were really young or really old, I would feel comfortable buying as many boxes as they had. A middle aged cashier might ask questions, so I would only buy 5-6 boxes. There were no regulations then. It was fun and a rush. I knew the more pills I bought, the more dope I’d got. I would go store to store and come back with 50-100 boxes of pills a day.
When the government finally got smart and put a 3 box limit per customer, I would bring a friend and hit every store in Lewisville, Grapevine and sometimes Irving. Now you can only get one box per customer from the pharmacy. And that’s why. The pseudo-ephedrine is used to cook meth.
Soon enough I started dating one of the dope man’s friends. About 2 months after we started dating he had court for a prior manufacturing of meth charges. He was sentenced to 4 months jail time and 7 years probation. So while he was in jail, I enrolled in massage therapy school and I moved back home to my parents house and I told them I had been on drugs, but was sober now and my boyfriend was in jail.
I fell in love with him while he was in jail. He made me believe he was done selling drugs and he wanted to get a real job when he got out. He sure had me fooled. When he got out of jail he immediately wanted to get high. One thing led to another and we were cooking meth in our apartment kitchen. After about 2 years, we broke up, I moved into my own place and his house was raided. He went to jail again, but this time I continued to use meth. I was hooked. I had been fed meth on a daily basis for 2 years and now I had to find it for myself.
When I could not find it, I would not get out of bed. I eventually met other dealers and other users. These were the people I ran around with. By the time I was 23, just about all my friends in Dallas were drug friends. I tried to avoid my family at all costs. And when I was with them, I was watching the clock, waiting to get away so I could go get high.
I weighed 100 lbs – so skinny – but you couldn’t tell me nothin! I thought I looked good. And I used my looks to my advantage. I can’t say I ever sold myself for drugs, but I dated only drug dealers. Therefore, I got free drugs. If you didn’t sell drugs, I didn’t want to date you. I was spoiled. But I wasn’t about to pay for my drugs. I always told myself, “The day that I have to start paying for my drugs is the day I will stop doing them.”
Well I’m paying alright – I’m paying a huge price for all the free drugs I did. And I stopped doing them as well. Funny how that happened huh?
To be continued….