I first started to do it with my friends every once in awhile. Then me and one of my "best friends" at the time started to do it before school, at lunch, and after school. I started to be something that I wasn't. I started to steal from my parents. I would sneak out of my house and go rob people's houses and then go trade the stuff for tweek. I started to break out, shaking, skipping school, lying, and doing stuff for meth that I would of never have thought that I would do. I tried telling myself that I was in control and really the drug got control over me. One day I was sitting there and I thought to myself, "Is this really who I am?"