Tweakers, Tweaking and Crystal Meth: Open Letter One.

Dear Whoever You Are,

This morning you came onto Glutter by typing “Can’t Eat, Can’t Sleep, Meth.” Judging from the time of arrival, you are probably still tweaking off your head, freaking out and wanting to have another shower.

You might still be hearing voices tell you that people are after you, that you are being watched and that unless you snort another line, there is no way you will be able to resist all the evil things we are planning against you. I want to tell you NONE of that is true.

I just want to tell you that there ISN’T anyone on the other side of the door who wants to hurt you. There are NO aliens outside the window. NO police ready to take you in.

All of everything that you are thinking right now is that little piece of crystal meth LYING to you. That it is only the speed high talking. Telling you to hate everyone around you and that you are being watched. YOU ARE NOT BEING WATCHED, it’s just paranoia. You are by yourself in a room, looking at a computer. That’s all. NO ONE IS OUT THERE.

I want to tell you it’s going to be OKAY. You will fall asleep again. You will be able to get out of this. You will be able to feel normal, you will come down once the meth, ice, speed, whatever you want to call it, leaves your body. I PROMISE.

You are in control, and it will go away, and you will come down.

Don’t get paranoid. You will be Okay. Just remember that you are tweaking at this moment, you are high and everything is spun out of control. You will be fine. Go get some water. Drink it even if you don’t feel like it. Get yourself a wet towel and put it on your face.

Then go listen to some Beatles. Early stuff. “She loves you,” “I want to hold your hand,” Stuff like that. It will help you sleep. Trust me it will help you.

When you have stopped shaking. After you’ve had your fifth shower, and finally able to eat something. Drink some juice. Get a shake. Protein, Juice, whatever. Soy milk is good, because eating is going to be painful.

I know this because I watched some people I know go through it, and more than once had to be on the other side of the phone telling them the same thing.

Can I also tell you that if you don’t stop, one day you might look someone in the eye before you even hit your mid 30s and simply state,

“I only have about three more years left in this world at most, I think I have had enough. That’s the way I see it.”

Seems a waste of life to me. Seems like there are a lot more things you can do with the rest of those years if only all those mistakes you rack up inbetween now and then doesn’t tear you down and destroy you. It doesn’t happen to everyone, it just happens to some and I just know one it happenned to, and sure as hell, he thought he had it under control. In fact he still thinks he has it under control.

I obviously think otherwise coz, it seems dying before you’re 40 doesn’t seem like a good idea, and wanting or deciding it was best is even worse.