CHASING THE DRAGON: A DESCENT INTO METH ADDICTION

It kicked off as a casual taste. Just a little hit to see what all the fuss was about. But that opening rush turned into an unquenchable craving. The {dragon's{ grip tightened, its scales piercing deep into my mind. I was addicted, a prisoner in my own body. Each day became a struggle to numb the void inside. The world faded until all that remained