I was 11. It wasn't meant to turn into an addiction.

I'd just been diagnosed with depression, and was showing symptoms of schizophrenia. I was seeing things and hearing things.

I started to notice with my parents, when they'd come home after a horrid day, they'd take some whiskey and put it in a glass with coke and drink it, and it relieve some of their anger and pain. So one day I decided I'd try some alcohol. I took a mouthful from the bottle, and it burnt my throat, but I loved it. It quickly turned into an addiction.

But one day my parents started to realise their alcohol was disappearing. I needed to find something else. I quickly changed to cannabis at age 13 and got addicted.

But I can't keep going this way. I'm losing my friends and my family, but I don't know what to do. I've tried to quit, but I can't.