In my own eyes, I see....

I am a recovering METH addict............

What a statement to make. To look at me you would not suspect, I cover the signs so very well. I hide the scars left on my skin and bury the emotional one deep within.

Everyday I venture into the socially accepted world. Smiling the polite smile or returning the uncertain nod to a stranger. Would they accept the monster that lurks beneth the iron pants and well groomed smile. Would they offer thier hand if they knew the fury that my fists posses. I cover my rage with a smile. I cover my fears with violence. I cover my insecurity with the pain I inflict on others.

I AM A METH ADDICT!!!!!

Recovering Meth addicts and Meth heads only have one thing that seperates them. One is using and one is not. Yes, I am a master of the obvious. In all honesty you never recover from addiction in general, however, the meth head or recovering meth head have the uniquie affliction of suffering from an addiction to a stimulant that ingrains its self into your mind and eats your soul like a cancer.

I am in no way trying to put down my brothers and sisters who are currently using meth, ice, crank, jetfuel or rocket fuel. I am just offering my opinion and letting out alittle of the rage that surfaces on a daily basis.

My Meth addiction was exactly like the drug I was addicted to; fast, furious and at time Deadly.
I lived life holding on to the tail of a bull, my grip slipping with every hit, line or pill.