Don't believe the hype. Ecstasy is not some hippie-taking-suburia drug. It has made its way into the hands inner city youth in a big way. When you take into consideration the amount of money you can make (it can cost $5 dollar to purchase a pill and $25 to sell it) and the combination of drinking beer & alcohol, smoking marijuana and ecstasy, the results are deadly-literally.
A young man previously involved in treatment left because of the shame associated with relapsing and being addicted to drugs. When he returned, he was wanted for a murder that no one knew he committed. Why would they think of him, it was his best friend that he killed.
After going to jail for the alledged killing, a 4 page letter was sent to the drug and alcohol agency where he recieved treatment. Although it included many more details, what we share here are portions of the letter including the connection to the drug and alcohol counselor as someone they looked to for support.
How can I begin this letter? I will begin by saying how remorseful I am for what I did. The person I killed was a good friend of mine. Every day since it happened I asked myself why? I don’t know exactly how it ended up in such a way, but I know my drug problem was a big part of it. I can’t blame drugs, but I know that if I didn’t mess with pills or alcohol…..none of this would of happened
……….I still consider myself a part of the Wednesday drug group. I wish to tell XXXX, XXXX and all the other members to keep up the good work. I ask myself about ecstasy. How can something that makes you feel so good ruin everything? The love I had for its use has now become the utmost hate….I’ve never been a gangsta or a hustler. I’ve just been a drunk, pill poppin, weedhead, and now look where it has landed me. That help I sought from you….was real if you only knew.
You’re the first person I shared this information with…..I want you to share this letter with the group because I ‘m still a part of it….My experience should be a wakeup call for the group, especially the younger people….I was persuaded by Lucifer to intoxicate myself with his elixir of evil. As my sober self I am not Evil. Drugs truly caused me to be evil.
This person is now housed with the justice system. Names have been omitted as well as all identifying information. We extend our prayers and deepest sympathy to the victim’s family. As indicated in the letter, maybe sharing this information will help someone else or even better-save a life.
There are many stories told about young people getting high off of ecstasy and waking up the next day not knowing what they involved themselves in under the influence. Without educating the youth on the outcomes, how will they ever know.
Take the time to ask a young person what do they know about ecstasy. You may actually learn more than you thought. We we all know is, what may feel good to you, may not be good for you.
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