My name is Alec, I am 18 years old an I am a recovering drug addict. At age 13 I got drunk for the first time, at age 14 I smoked pot for the first time, at age 15 I started using cocaine to wake up in the mornings, pot to fall asleep, and alcohol to socialize. By age 16, pot started making me paranoid, and sought other chemicals to relax me, and onto perks I went. I wish I could say the mere fact of using drugs was the worst part, but most addicts can agree that it is not. By age 17, I had lost all my friends who cared about me and socialized with other junkies like myself. My parents couldn't look me in the eye anymore, and when I looked in the mirror I hardly recognized who I was. I was so caught up in all my lies and schemes to manipulate others, that I couldn't separate reality from the fiction I created. I found myself drowning in a pool of misery as used drugs thinking they would save me. Just before my 18th birthday, I was luck enough to be sent to a treatment center, even though I didn't think so at the time. Now, at age 18, almost 19, I have just celebrated 9 months of sobriety, and can not remember a time in my life that I have been happier! Luckily, I was able to rekindle all the relationships that had been destroyed through my addiction. I have a job, am attending a university, and am spiritually fit, three things that a year ago I would have never deemed possible for myself. For any teenagers who think they are too young to get sober, think again. The older you get, the more you loose, and the harder it will be to recover.