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Age: 19
Gender: Female
Location: Twin Falls, ID

My boyfriend started using meth and I decided to try it too because he said he was different than other people on it. He took everything electronic apart in our apartment until I had to start hiding everything from him, even his own cell phone. One day I came home to him trying to shoot up in the bathroom. He needed help and I refused until he began to just verbally attack me and then I gave up and shot him up. I still didn't think there was a problem because everything seemed to go away on it, and no problems came out until the crash came. That's when I got hit and told I did it to myself; That's when I was told I was having sex and not asked. Meth destroyed him as a person and made him a monster until the cops busted in and arrested him in front of me. He's going to prison now and I'm living with my parents. I'll never touch that drug again. He didn't look like the people on the billboards - we didn't have cuts on our faces but our apartment was a trash heap. We never hung around the wrong side of town or people who had no teeth. To me meth can be a monster that lives inside and grows slowly. You don't notice it till it's too late.

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