CHASING 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 Methamphetamine was almost like a dragon whispering sweet nothings in your ear, promising bliss. You crave more and more, chasing that rush, the dragon's glow. But the grip tightens, the whispers become screams. Your life narrows to a single point: getting