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I know plenty of people, myself included, with similar anecdotes. For me it was LSD. I've been sober for five years, starting the year I was finishing at university. At this point, I was taking prescription stimulants, smoking weed, and drinking every single day, and never had a moment sober. It had been that way my entire university experience, and I was slowly exiled from every social circle I attempted to join, and had various near scrapes with devastating consequences, but nothing stuck. The summer before my final semester, I took LSD with my girlfriend. It was during that trip when I realized I needed to stop, or I was going to continue to be miserable. It took about another three or four months for me to realize the thought I had was the truth, but I quit, and have not relapsed in over five years now. That also means I haven't taken acid since that trip. I don't think I'd need to in order to stay sober now, it has just become the way I live my life. I wound up getting heavily involved in 12-step recovery programs, which I admit, are not for everyone, but saved my skin, and gave me a group of sober people to call and add to my social network. I still go to meetings, but I think my experience with LSD made me realize that was the path I needed to take. |