Hey everyonr, this is Shay. I guess I'll start calling these my pep talks.
So, what I want to talk about on the night of my last day of summer, is the topic about drugs. It's hard when you find out someone is doing drugs, it's a stab to the heart when it's someone you care about deeply.
Someone in my family I found out is a drugy. I found out because they had made the stupid decision to hide a bag of weed under a blanket. I'm not talking about just a bag of like 2.4 grams in small little pouches, I mean sandwich baggie big. I found it only about a year ago, when I was 14. I suspected she did some sort of drug since I was 13.
I have found at least 7 glass pipes to smoke weed with since I was 8. I've asked my dad about them and he didn't know. My theory of drugs was proved when me and my cousin went to change my baby brother and had to move the blankets. This person has broken my trust so many damn times, this woman is a hard drop dead Christian. To find out she's doing something against what God had commanded in the bible hurt me. Mixing this with my aunt having cancer, a tumor in her brain which has been giving her dementia and it's grown to be maybe the size of stress ball.
I'm hurt and feel betrayed. This woman raised me. People say kids follow the paths their parents make. A large amount of kids become addicted to drugs because their parents were.
Please, whoever takes the time to read this. Think about what you're doing before you take heroine, LSD, weed, cocaine, etc. Once you start that path for yourself, it's just going to get harder to break from it.
My dad used to be an alcoholic, an angry one, before he came to America. I'm scared to take alcohol because I fear I'll be an angry alcoholic too. The one who uses weed isn't the person I thought they were. I can't smile happily around her anymore.
Please, stay away from this pathway. I beg you. Please.