The Deliberate Teacher
I have a real problem with kids taking drugs. Not because one dose, of one drug, will kill you; I wouldn't use such a fraudulent scare tactic in talking with kids (and that's not to say, if you get ahold of a bad drug, or mix some bad physical machinery with the wrong dose at the wrong time, you can't die with one dose. It does happen sometimes...)
When you are a child/tween/teenager, and you feel bored, or depressed--or have a fight with your boss, or teacher, parents or girlfriend--and you take drugs to deal with it, you skip over having your mind figure out, think your way out of, those mental states.
Pretty soon, it gets to be a habit--and that's how addicts are made. People who skip over the times in their lives when they should be learning how to think, cope, grow, seldom get those skills back, or don't bother to develop them in the first place. That's why addicts are such a needy mess--and they lie, 'dope fiend' folks, cheat, steal, and do other morally compromised behaviors.
Many of those behaviors are bent toward allowing them to lie their way out of the inevitable consequences of their many illegal acts. However, I've known addicts and alcoholics who would lie or steal or cheat when they did not 'have' to, when the truth or honesty would have served them much better--and been easier to do.
The cure for being bored is to sit and have that boredom be painful enough that your mind thinks up something to do, or you turn your attention to something else. The cure for depression is to sit and let it become painful enough so that your mind becomes motivated to engage in enough productive self-talk that you think your way out of it and change your feeling state. The cure for a fight with someone is to cool off--and then go think about what got you into that mess, how you can avoid it the next time, and if you've been wrong, how to make amends.
When you take drugs, instead, you can do none of those things--and you do not learn how to do those things. There is nothing more painful than being, say, a 2o-something year-old man or woman, who does not have the emotional maturity or stability to conduct himself/herself, and run their own life, with a modicum of efficacy, a bit of dignity, and a dab of humility. God gave us pain with boredom, depression, conflict as a motivator for action; when we are comfortable we seldom have the energy to move off that. We have to learn--not to suffer from that pain--but to use it as the tool it is.
I am aware of the times when I need to take my own advice (wink) but I never took drugs in high school, so at least I allowed myself to grow up and, past that, I have deliberately taught myself skills--and continue to, with His help. To ourselves, many times, we have to be a very, very deliberate teacher. So is God. God is the greatest deliberate teacher.