Drugs seduce. They seduce slowly, one pill, one shot, one snort at a time. They are so beguiling, so enticing, that you donג€™t realize that you are in their grip until it is far too late, until you are not yourself any more. Your body no longer belongs to you, it belongs to the drug.
It starts from nothing, one innocent try, one lie to yourself, one exultation. You lose your pains and your hurts to its gentle caress and think to yourself: ג€Iג€™m still me, I can handle it, Iג€™m the one in controlג€.
But the memory of its gentle touch that makes you forget all your pains draws you back. Again and again. Until you are the slave and the drug is the master. First you lie only to yourself, but then you start to lie to others, until you can no longer recognize yourself in those lies.
You became a different person, a user, an addict. You belong to your drug, your lover, your possessor. It owns you. You wake up thinking about it and go through life for it alone. Nothing else matters. It controls you. It has taken a hold of your soul and body …