devastated

Meeting one

I was 16 years old and my drug addicition was in it's development time. The drug abuse started in january at the beginning of the year 2021. I was chatting on this messenger app, that wasn't very safe. I was in a couple of drug group chats, it helped me to get answers to certain questions about certain drugs, or to find people who live near me to take drugs with them, or buy them from those people. I started chatting with this man, let me call him Mike. He told me he doesn't live far from me, so we exchanged telephone numbers. I've spend a lot of time talking to him, he told me that he's in education to become a nurse, when I asked him where he works he told me it's a psychiatry. That made me think. I knew a psychiatry, it was the only one around here, at 13 years old I was commited there against my will. He really works in the psychiatry that I was once in. Ironic isn't it? He told me he was 27 years old.

We exchanged some whatsapp messages over a couple of weeks, but we never lost a word about meeting. Until one day I asked him if he knew anyone who sells speed. He told me he can get me some, 2 grams for 15€ and that I can come over, to test it out. It wasn't my first time meeting with an elder man I knew from this messenger app to take drugs. Because of my good experience I didn't hesitate to drive over to his place. I brought my dog too, a little pomeranian mix, so she wouldn't have to be alone at home. He waited for me at the bus station, we went for a small walk until we got to the house where he lives. A small apartment, at the very top floor of the house.

It was nice, we had a great time. We snorted some white lines and had tingles in our noses. We talked so much, about work, about our lives, about our drug history. We were sitting in the living room. The room next to it, was his bedroom. Mike had a roommate at that time, Emil. We went to the bedroom and also talked a little to him. Emil was very nice, I've only seen him once, but I like him a lot. They talked about how crazy it was that I didn't even say no to the meeting, that I wasn't scared to go to a 27 year old strangers apartment even though anything could've happened. After some more talking we went back to the living room. He was cuddling my dog, Mike likes dogs a lot, he didn't have any pets though. He told me more about his work, he told me he had to go work at the floor for teenage sexual offenders. Teenagers who raped their sisters or even worse. He said it was so hard talking to them like they were normal people, talking to them as if they didn't do such horrible things. We talked so much that I missed my bus. A friend of his came over and drove me halfway home so I could take a bus. It was a great day.