I smoked meth for the first time on my 42nd birthday
I was out with my neighbor to get a few drinks and ran into some young people. we all went back to her place, I was drunk and before I know it there's a glass pipe being handed to me. I said several times I didn't want any so then this really cute 24 yr old kid sticks the pipe near my mouth and tells me to inhale slowly. I felt trapped and so I did it. I hated it, it was nasty and could not understand what was supposed to be so wonderful about this drug. I have 4 adult kids and a husband what if they ever were to find out? we live in a very small town. So small this 24 yr old kid was telling me stories about my one daughter and her bartending job and the things she's into. So I am repulsed at myself and I am happy I hated it and never got hooked. I just worry about this getting back to my husband who is well liked and all it will take is the wrong guy saying something and then there is my daughter and her fiinding out. All I can do is hope this stays a secret.