I’ve ruined numerous peoples lives by introducing them to drugs and alcohol. I’m 26, it began around 16. My group of forms met this dude named Scott who had never done any drug in his life, we got him to smoke weed and do coke. Last I knew he was in and out of rehab for heroin. Again when I was 18, our friend Chris was supper chill. Always put other before him and prided himself on the straight edge life style, ended up getting drunk with us one night. Months later I was living with him railing lines of whatever pills we could crush up. Currently ruining my girlfriends life. Again, she was mostly sober before we met. Now she drinks herself to sleep almost every night alone because of, well, me, and the long hours I work. I feel like no matter what I’ve always been the bad influence and the enabler. It makes me hate myself and being alive. People always tell me that it isn’t my fault and that people make there own choices to use or to not but I can not help but feel that I am to blame. Thinking back on it now, I did hear that that Scott kid did go to jail for rape. Also, my old friend Tony told me a year or two ago Chris called him for help. He needed a ride home at 5am, he had just had sex with a man for a handful of opiates. I hate myself. Thanks!