Before I ever turned to Crystal Meth I was naïve. My world was alive and bustling without the use of Tweek. I didn’t use secret codes with my friends to discuss drugs like “chemicals” “X” “T” and “K”. I didn’t know any people who were paranoid about bugs, real ones or mechanical ones. My life was simple. Sleep, Work, Boyfriend, Friends, start again. Simplicity was my life. Funny thing is simple seems boring after tweek.

Using Meth was like going on an adventure to a real jungle, with real tigers with real fear and trepidation. Oh, I have ventured far far from home. I am no longer in the backyard pretending, Candy, the family dog, is a tiger I need to conquer. I am miles away from the tall grass growing at the back of the yard hiding me from wild animals. I am living fear and hunting. Always hunting. Hunting for meth. Hunting for sex. Hunting to endure, just to get through another day. My mother isn’t in earshot anymore, my survival depends on me alone.

This is an exciting life! I am living! It feels more exciting then I imagined it would and I am free! Free, from pressures at work. I meet more people because I am free. My freedom gives me confidence.

And you want me to quit? To stop?

Any city dweller, imagine being plucked out of your metropolis and dropped in a small village of 50 or so…..and those living in a village or town, imagine awakening one day in New York’s Time Square. City or town. This or that. Use or quit. You choose.

I quit. So far…

I haven’t seen a black and white television in years with its strange hues of whites, blacks, greys showing static pictures too bright or too dark but I quit the meth and look out at the world and see only Black and White. I am trapped in isolation. I am unnoticed. Cut off. An entire universe made of spun glass exists beyond the confines of my mind. I have lived in and created beautiful worlds. Yet, I am sitting in this drab humorless world. How can I choose just one world to live in?

I can choose because my life is simple again, sleep, work, boyfriend, friends, start again. I raised the bar on adventure and I will look to travel to other countries or go on a jungle safari to meet an honest to god tiger face to face. Our pal Dorothy came back from the mythical land of OZ full of color and sights unimaginable with nothing. I, too, have returned with nothing from my world of spun glass but I have what Dorothy never had. I speak in a special language with words like “Chemicals”, “X”, “T” and “K”. I am a Tweeker from Tweekerbury! I have traveled through time and space and I see we all end up back here in the black and white world leaving the Technicolor of Meth behind…for awhile.

I see fellow travelers stumble and fall. I could. You could. It is so easily within our grasp. We are like Atlanteans drawn to California who await the “big earthquake” that will pull them back into the ocean and return them to their watery home. I meet fellow travelers who want me to voyage on with them to more worlds of spun glass and my adventurous spirit rises with anticipation until I realize to return to this world of glass is to doom myself. That is why I left; to save myself from the implosion. I averted disaster once and I tempt it again. I shatter the world of spun glass against the walls of my mind and it shatters in splinters of color and light and continues to shatter against itself. I choose the safety of simplicity. I choose each time I miss being high.

Published by Cosgrove Norstadt and Jeff Foote

We are an older couple together for 25 years and married for six. We have appeared on DIARY OF AN AFFAIR for Lifetime. We did a pilot for the Travel Channel called MR. AND MR. SMITH. We also were featured on MSNBC's EXTREME EXPOSURE. Our last project was THE GLORYHOLE which is available on the DVD PARIS 559 or through Vimeo.

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