Back in the late 1970's I had a friend who dropped acid, along with other substances and what I saw scared the hell out of me and never ever for me. I remember one night in the summer, his sister waving me down as I was driving down a street and asking me to help find her brother. We found him in the middle of a busy street, sweating, his eyes where HUGE and he did not know anything. After that experience he quit the acid, as he had to choose between my friendship or drugs, I could not stand by and lose my only friend in this world at the time.
Yes, I am on Hydromorphone, but I track it, write down when I take any and watch it VERY closely, as the chronic pain gets so bad and is there 24/7, as without something I would ctb. Yes, I am NOT tough, as I cannot handle life with the feeling of knives stabbing me all the time, nope, no can do.
I always have felt that a person, 100% pro-choice, should be able to choose what they want to do, however one should remember that responsibility goes along with those decisions.
Hugs to everyone here,
Walter