CHASING THE DRAGON: A DESCENT INTO METHAMPHETAMINE'S GRIP

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