A history of drug use/A true appreciation

I wonder if those who didn't like this film have little to no history with drug use, particularly those hallucinagenics, dissociatives, empathogens, etc. Not to fall in the category of someone who makes statements like 'If you like/didn't like this film/opinion/etc your a moron' (because that's not what this thread is about) but maybe this film speaks louder to those have walked down this particular path of life in some way or fashion. A lot of the scenes in this film, particularly in the beginning, reminded me a lot of my days as a young delinquent aged 17-22. The destructiveness is almost playful and beautiful in a weird way. As the tones shift, I saw my dark days that followed... Then the horror comes... The hopelessness, not knowing, etc. My similar experiences allowed me to connect with this film in a way that I haven't connected with a film a long time.

On another note, a few reviews pointed out the lack of motivation for the characters within the film; For instance: Sara's growing obsession with the Toad Road legend and the majority of the characters' desire for drug use and self destruction. Sometimes in life, we need no real motivation to grasp on to things... Things just happen. We find ourselves in giant holes that we've dug ourselves (or even a path to hell with gates that may or may not even exist), seemingly for no tangible reason at all.