SEEKING THE DRAGON: A DESCENT INTO METHAMPHETAMINE'S GRIP

It began innocently enough. Just a tiny taste to ease the pain. But that first hit, it was like a dragon whispering honeyed nothings in your ear, promising relief. You long for more and more, chasing that feeling, the dragon's warmth. But the grip tightens, the whispers become pleas. Your life collapses to a single point: getting the next fix. You'