Searching the Dragon: A Descent into Methamphetamine's Grip
It kicked off innocently enough. Just a little taste to numb the pain. But that first hit, it was almost like a dragon whispering honeyed nothings in your ear, promising relief. You long for more and more, chasing that rush, the dragon's glow. But the grip tightens, the whispers become demands. Your life collapses to a single point: getting the nex