The real reason not to do drugs is because...
not the degrading of health
not the expenses of money
not the ****ed up **** it puts you through
the real reason is because nothing can compare to the high you get
after doing drugs nothing will ever make you feel that good. Your life will be dull forever.
Yeah you can go skydiving
yeah you can **** the hottest bitch you know
but in the back your mind you'll be going, ehhh you know what would make this better? if I was on x drug.
that's the real reason.
speed at 300 km/h
get pumped at the gym
take half a jar of viagra and **** the **** out of the hottest girl you love.
it wont compare. not even close
that's the real reason
is that once you quit, you are disatisfied with life.
The only thing I feel will never be the same again is the sex. Other than that, I could not disagree with you more.
The initial few months (year or two for some I suppose) will leave you grappling with the belief that somehow things are less exciting now. That somehow you as a person are less interesting. The reality though, is that there is a combination of things taking place. In no particular order, and not limited to:
1, it’s uncomfortable to have to drop that ‘druggy arrogance’ that a lot of addicts have.
2, to have to redefine your identity and who you’ve considered yourself to be for such a long time is hard (chances are also, if you started young, that you view/ed non-users as boring and normal-or was that just me

) is incredibly hard and very far outside of your usual comfort zone.
3, the likelihood is quite high that your emotional maturity is somewhat stunted as growing up becomes nigh impossible if you’re high all day every day. This means you are automatically and immediately faced with situations that you’ve never had to deal with, with a sober mind, before. And that is ****ing scary.
4, your whole body/brain chemistry is out of whack.
5, you are realizing that life is kak hard sober. More so because you are probably trying to mend relationships with loved ones, get your work life back on track, find a social group that is safe and yet still interesting, and simultaneously struggle with your own internal urges to indulge in your DoC again.
I found the hardest thing was accepting that simple pleasures are just as rewarding. But, I was so shattered after the mess my life became and the situations that arose that encouraged me to clean up that it was a relief to do normal things.
Don’t mourn the loss of one lifestyle. Celebrate the opportunity to embrace a stable, more sustainable form of happiness. In the long run this is exponentially more rewarding (admittedly addicts are never ones for patience and delayed gratification, but it’s worth the effort).
I love my life now. I'm not pathologically moody anymore, I have real relationships with people, family, friends and I do things for myself. It would be a shame if a struggling addict read this thread looking for hope and walked away with the fear that they will be unhappy for the rest of their lives.