Philippines

I never thought that ever in my lifetime I will use drugs. In fact, I despised drugs in any form before. But I'm an addict now, worshiping drugs and ready to starve just for it. Spend my last cent for a hit, and spend more than what I earn.

Using ecstasy for seven months now, you can see a huge difference in me. My thinking, my lifestyle, my appearance... and it makes me sad everytime.

Ecstacy is made of MDMA. A drug, C11H15NO2, that is chemically related to amphetamine and mescaline and is used illicitly for its euphoric and hallucinogenic effects. It reduces inhibitions and was formerly used in psychotherapy but has been banned already.

Ecstacy in the Philippines has been quite widespread in the night scene. Most gay clubs and even straight-dominated underground clubs have recently sprung out and has been the fad. Partyphiles are wide-smiled knowing these clubs multiplying. And, I'm one of them. Manhattan and Club Government along Makati Avenue. Warehouse 135 along Yakal St., Makati. Club O and Bed in Malate and Embassy at the Fort. These are just some of them.

I'm more close to Club Government. I think I have already rooted in this bar. It is like my second home already. It is where I spend most of my weekends. It is where I get to hang out all my partee friends, not just partee friends but friends getting dear and significant to me. It is where I satisfy my social life. It is where I am getting to know more about my self. It is where I learn some things about living and see the other face of life. Without Club Government, I am lacking. My life right now has been, 40% work and 60% Club Government and ecstacy.

I know my growth is skewed to where I shouldn't be more skewed to, but I know life doesn't end here, who knows my life has just got started.

I have already been planning to stop, quit smoking and stop or at least minimize partee-ing.

More or less, I have spent more than P50,000.00 on drugs -- ecstacy, ketamine, etc. I could have bought clothes or gave it to my parents. But my addiction is stronger than me.

When you are in it, you will know "different" people and you will find them very interesting. You wanna be like them or at least identified with them. However, the searching and amazement never stops. You will continuously find even more interesting people and you will use drugs because you want to be with them, know them more, and create relationship. And, you can never find any good way but to partee with them.

February 17, 2007 during the Bigfish HedKandi was the first time I popped. It was fantastic. It was full of fun, of new friends and new discovery. I felt that I'm already someone new, more interesting and a step higher than normal beings.

Then, I have been losing weight. I didn't mind hitting the scale but my appearance will definitely suggest bulimia, anorexia, starvation, South Africa, or simply an addict... very Hollywood. I was at first enthralled since I wanna lose my beer tummy. It's gone now, and my cheeks too.

I never fail to get "OMG! You are very skinny!" everyday. And, it no longer sounds flattering. It is more, alarming. I guess because when they say it infront of my face, they're like disgusted. I bet, I'm already a screaming "addict faggot" in the workplace. As much as I wanna keep it discreet but my appearance suggests otherwise. As a matter of fact, while writing this post my manager concernedly remarked," Ang payat payat mo na !" (You are very thin.)

Now, my self-worth is depreciating. I'm struggling.

Weird.

I only slept for five hours today. I was awake since Friday, doing drugs, clubbing and bonding with friends.

It is nice to have friends who you can be intimate with, talk only selected topics but you can share some problems, get cheered up and you are all happy again. Feeling intense warmth and acceptance. Sometimes, the feeling is so overwhelming that you almost want to cry. You tell them how much you thank GOD to have found them.
I have few friends whom I am trying to get close with, and keep and I even think of them even when I'm sober.

Saturday afternoon, from our Citadel hotel room we checked out at 1:00 o'clock and I am feeling terribly sad and depressed. My energy all drained, and your heart is all ready for a delectable sob. And, I thought maybe this is more than right time for me to stop.

Then, by some mischief of events, I opened my friendster today and found this message.

From: Macky
Subject: pangga!
Message: i knw you wont recognize me anymore.. im just sadden to know whats goin on with you life.. you've changed a lot! your getting more worldly!
hope to hear something nice about you! take care! i miss you..
take care! i miss you.."

Thanks, whoever you are!