22/04/2026
I’ve tried most substances, if I’m honest — with the exception of crack, he**in, and fentanyl. Deep down, I think I always knew that crossing that line would likely be the end of me and the life I had left. I’d seen enough, and something in me understood there would be no coming back.
I was also never really around people who used those substances, and I think that mattered more than I realised at the time. Environment plays a huge role in what feels “normal” or accessible.
For a long time, I viewed certain drugs as worse than others. But the truth I’ve learned through experience is that all substances can be damaging, especially when they’re being used to cope with pain, regulate emotions, or escape reality. The label doesn’t matter as much as the impact.
This isn’t about judgement or hierarchy — it’s about honesty. Addiction doesn’t look the same for everyone, and harm is harm, regardless of the substance.
Awareness matters. Compassion matters. And so does understanding how easily lines can shift 🤍