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ADDICTS: Are you livin a secret double life? Secret addiction? Post here

Thank you Khadjah!!! I was scrolling down through the above posts and starting to think "I must be really fucked up cos my story/life is heaps worse and nothing like this!!!" Your post has reassured me I'm not alone xxx
 
When I used to sell, I was amazed at some of the people who had habits. Lots of regular people with regular jobs, you would never guess they were junkies. Hell, one of my clients was a college professor.

My favorite though, was always couples. I would have the husband call and say "don't tell my wife". And then of course, later in the day I'd get a call from the wife "Don't tell my husband." It happened quite often.
 
I'm sure as shit trying to. But at least one time a day I find myself saying to myself "how the fuck do these people not know I'm a tweaker.. out loud... in front of a friend or coworker. Ya think the cats out of the bag now if the whole one meal every 2 days and drop a pants size each month thing didn't already tip them off.
 
I can completely relate to the following quote, except she doesn't know about the daily doses of pretty much anything i want, at any time. You could make a movie out of my stealth. Reducing the odds requires a good bit of planning and self-control. There is an awareness of guilt but i just continue year after year.

The second movie in the stealth series would chronicle the perfect record of non-discovery in my occupation, how I fearlessly and carefully covered up my drug use in a high profile industry for decades. Let's just say there would be legal and financial consequences, not to mention an immediate end to my career.

The third movie in the stealth series would be a prequel which covers my early history of self-medication from 1969 through the '70s.

What about lately, one may ask? This week has been a special holiday schedule, including 3-meO-Pcp, 2-FMA, modafinil, ritalin, and MJ Rx.

This is really one of the most intense and revelatory threads on BL.

I know that one thing that all successful functional addicts will agree is that nothing is more satisfying than having your cake and eating it too!

Like I said at the beginning, I can relate to all of this, and consider the addicts here to be my cousins in biochemically-induced conspiracy. This is a place to wave our freak flags in the company of like-minded folk...

When I used to sell, I was amazed at some of the people who had habits. Lots of regular people with regular jobs, you would never guess they were junkies. Hell, one of my clients was a college professor.

My favorite though, was always couples. I would have the husband call and say "don't tell my wife". And then of course, later in the day I'd get a call from the wife "Don't tell my husband." It happened quite often.
 
I'm having a NYCD excursion tonite with no interference from her. She hasn't the faintest clue i'm Toking a few feet away in another room with the door open. In order to be successful you must not cough.

I have toking devices packed and ready to go, in three different hiding places, each with a lighter.

Each one is hidden but available at a moments notice, even in the dark. All it takes is 30 seconds.

Truly blessed, perfect stealth record, because of attention to detail, and the angels on my shoulder who keep me safe.
 
As of today I am a 15 year Iv meth addict. Started with Opiates and landed here. I care for my elderly mother, care for my 4 yr old grandson, and work a part time job but money is a issue and with the law cracking down harder and harder on pseudo purchases it is becoming a chore for a broke ass like myself. I bang at least a gram of meth a day plus take my opiates! In 2010 i was locked up for MCS (Class A Felony) Spent a year in county and completed a rehab. I was well so i thought. I came home to a husband and family all still goin hard but I had to do 8 more months color code (the best rehab you can get in my opinion). The day they released me from that dreaded phone call me still on state probation, i started banging with my husband. He proceeded to get busted and didn't come out as sweet as i did. Long story short I use daily! My kids and Mother believe it's an occasion kinda thing, you know when i get some fire ass go juice that can't be hidden , but my husband knows. There is no hiding it from him. He left me cause he is now clean of illegal addiction but the joker still downs large quantities of opiates they could never prescribe him enough. La la la! But yea it's becoming more of a struggle every day to get the amount of drugs i need just to function. When i am not high they think i'm high, when i'm high they think i'm normal so that there should tell ya something! The struggle is real!
 
When I used to sell, I was amazed at some of the people who had habits. Lots of regular people with regular jobs, you would never guess they were junkies. Hell, one of my clients was a college professor.

My favorite though, was always couples. I would have the husband call and say "don't tell my wife". And then of course, later in the day I'd get a call from the wife "Don't tell my husband." It happened quite often.

LOL yea that shit use to happen to me all the time... the bf come score n not want his girl to know then his girl hmu later not wantin him to know.... I jus shook my head and kept quite... but the best one was when my boy came thru n said he knew someone lookin, told him to have em come over n he could serve him.. cause I didnt know him but dude pulls up n it was a professor I had in college... He nvr saw me but still you nvr know bout sum ppl
 
Yes my double life was 100% private for many many years.
Ironically enough I worked as an addictions counsellor (and was pretty damn good at it too), whilst my partner at the time was a dealer, and I used to have use a little before work and a little (H) after work and we were what you'd call "functional addicts". None of my colleagues ever noticed!
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Its weird running into my ex dealers at my job. Most I pretend I have no idea who they're because I'm at work. However, today the ex dealer who tried to date me (well once he realized I was only 20 at the time and him being 40+ he changed his mind idk) ran into me with his son who is my age. He was like, "Oh, hey I was trying to figure out where I recognized you." I was all awkward and wanted to runaway. He then said bye mami and wished me a happy new year. I think he knows I don't do heroin anymore. Anyways AWKWARD.
 
my parents found it ones and they flushed it through the toilet it was OC btw. and my boyfriend aint know shit about my use because he only drinks and has a stable job
 
btw i still got empty pill boxes at my parents house hidden somewhere need to clean that soon cause too much memories come to mind when i look at them
 
i'm a functional adderall addict (and any other pharm stim i can get in between scripts), have been for the last 3 years, and no one in my life has any idea. While I do "get away" with it, it has taken its toll on mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. thankfully my fear of getting caught or getting to a point of no return in my addiction stops me from doing too much dumb shit to procure more addies once i've blown through my scripts, like moving on to street amps/meth, or i'd be truly fucked. i've drawn a hard line i won't allow myself to cross, and i really hope i never do.

oddly enough the process of my addiction over the last 3 years has been such a learning experience that i'm in a better place and more functional than i was 5, even 10 years ago. it's forced me to face my underlying issues that were crippling me for years (trauma/depression/eating disorder), all of which i was clearly tying to self-medicate. yet no one in my life knows what i've been through. those closest to me sensed that i was a little troubled sure, depressed maybe, but certainly not suicidal with a full-blown speed addiction. now i'm wiser, more honest with myself, and improving each day; it's a fucking miracle. i'm not perfect, i'm still making a lot of mistakes and i definitely have an addiction to amps, but i've recognized that a will to get better and continued progress is what's important.
 
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^You should go on your own show: secret life as an annoying spammer..
 
I live a double life. I started on oxys 2 years ago at the age of 21 and switched to H IV about 6 months ago. I'm just about functional at the moment holding down my job keeping the bills paid and such.
The only person who knows about my .4g a day habbit is my mother as I broke down one time while withdrawing and told her and asked for money. At the moment I can just about pay my bills and buy food rather than H but I fear that will change soon. Lately I look at my pride and joy my motorcross bike which I used to ride every Sunday and just see and big pile of H lol. Iv'e stopped going out with mates completely really but I still stay in touch. Sir prays he can quit tomorrow everyday but lately can't even make out of bed without a shot( thats assuming I get any sleep). It's summer now I have to wear long sleeve t shirts and shirts to cover my IV marks.
I'm afraid to go get help from a GP as I read my driving licence will be suspended if I'm given a methadone prescription. By day I'm your average depressed overworked under paid employee but soon as I'm home I transform into MR Nod saving kids from evil drugs by consuming them all myself!
So funny how all of us come here for advice and get told by the older wiser some very helpful saftey and advice on the road ahead but ignore most of it cause we are invincible!

Peace <3
 
ill tell my "story" when it comes to living the double life.

well, I am 32 now.. I first got into opiates back when 80's ran rampant around the Boston area in early 2000's. I just graduated high school in 2000 and didnt want to work; working man is a sucker, right!? so why not sell drugs, its what I've done before, but never opiates, but these things were MOVING and MOVING FAST, so I needed to get in. well, I started buying 80's upon 80's upon 80's from a cop who would take part is house raids and then take from a good portion of what was found and illegally sell to ME! well, from 18-21, I was so caught up in this life, living a double life, money flowing EVERYWHERE; had over 100k saved under my bed in my parents house! they had no idea what I was doing; I told them I was playing poker professionally and thats why I had the money I did, went on the vacations I did, bought what I did, etc.

as all of that went on, I was doing drugs pretty hard; crystal meth, special K, E, GHB, coke, and once in a while I would even do the 80's I had. I lived more of a "party" or "club" life when I was selling these, so the 80's were NOT my #1 at the time. well, after 3 years of rolling in the dough, some kid eventually set me up and had me sell to him and an undercover fed agent. they had the phone tapped, followed me for 6 months, and all that other shit that comes w/ a case. I picked up on them following me and planned to moved to NY to get out of the state; well, 2 days before I was about to move they picked me up because they knew I was on the move.

I ended up in fed. camp at Fort Devens; Fed "camp" is NOT BAD; I actually had fun for the 2 years I did on the inside; ended up serving 3.5 total between house arrest, sober living, etc. I played it out the typical way a drug case is played and did the programs, sober housing, etc, all before I got my time, and already had 1.5 time served, so only did 2 years on the inside.

well, on the "inside" is where I met MANY who were "junked out" or fighting the opiate battle already. esp. those who I met in the sober living places, programs, etc, so they were my "new" friends since I couldnt be within 20 miles of where I once lived; well, w/ my new friends came new "things" I needed to give a TRY! everyone I met in the programs did dope; not just 80's, but they were doing dope. they told me dope is way better and that 80's were nothing compared to a good SHOT of dope. well, what they didnt understand is I did NOT HAVE A PROBLEM, I was not an "addict" in my eyes, I would never touch a needle or try "dope". so around 07 I decided to sniff a line of dope; everyone told me it was great and I was finally off parole and could do whatever I wanted. so I finally sniffed a half G, or maybe less. and yes, I got "high". felt good and eventually ended up moving from doing 30's to doing dope daily. as time went on my habit picked up and I was sniffing around a gram a day. that gram ended up being 2 grams, which led to more and more. I was working a "real" job and actually making money legally, so seeing all this money spent on dope made me sick, but I had a problem and didnt know what to do.

FINALLY I figured out a way to maybe save some cash and save myself in ways; lets start SHOOTING HEROIN! yes, that sounds great. its exactly what I needed back in 08 because I was blowing/wasting my money otherwise. so why not shoot dope, right? rather than waste/sniff 2+ grams a day, I could shoot 1/4 a G and get the same high I was told, so lets hurry up and do that. well, I dont want my friends to know I decided to do this, nor my family, who has yet to catch on to this killer habit I had. so I came to Bluelight and the internet in general to learn to "shoot dope". well, I learned.. and yes, it took me some time. many of my first shots were missed and bumps/bruises were everywhere, but I had to keep shooting cuz I know I could eventually find those veins and get that high that everyone speaks of. and yes, before you know it I could shoot dope w/ a fucking blindfold on. but wait, I thought I only need 1/4Gs. the 1/4G's became 1/2G shots and then 2/3G shots. and yes, before you know it I was going through those same 2G's I wanted to get away from but now I was shooting them throughout the day.

I lived w/ my GF at the time and she would come home and find me OUT LIKE A LIGHT w/ needles stuck in my arm; well, as you can see here the story is starting to come forth and people are catching on that I am doing BAD THINGS! the GF told my mom, who told my dad, who spoke w/ me about drugs, how it ruined our family in the past, and that my future would be a mess if I kept fucking around. that was back in 09, and its 2015 now and I still shoot dope. over the last 7-8 years I've been a heavy fucking user; in and out of detox but never could stay clean more than a week tops. back in 2013 after coming off an OD I was checked into a Psych Ward because they heard I wanted to "kill myself", or at least my mother told them that, and I was given bupe/suboxone for the first time and it kept me in check for 9 months. I tapered too quickly and was back on dope before you know it.

to this day, I am still using, and its well known throughout family and friends that I have junkie ways. but at the same time I am scripted bupe and able to get by day by day and live on my own, take care of myself, etc. so people MAY THINK I am doing somewhat OK, but I still use. not daily like I once was for years and years at a time, but thanks to the bupe I am able to get away w/ shooting twice a week tops. and yes, the bupe blocks the dope a bit, but I live w/ it. I am TRYING to get away from dope but just fucking cant. its driving me nuts that I cannot walk away from this life and just save money and get away from the needle; it has me by the balls at times. then there are times were I feel I am GOOD and can BEAT THIS; boom.. next thing you know a needle is in my arms!

everyone has a different story; lives their junked out lifestyle differently. some are street hustlers, some live on the street, others live w/ their parents in the basement, and then some live on their own. we all play the game differently, which I find so interesting at times when meeting other addicts. yes, we may have the same thought at times and somewhat of similar experiences, but each addict lifestyle can be viewed differently depending on that person.
 
Most of my family and friends don't know the extent of my drug use. They know I "like pills" but that's about it. I don't consider myself an addict, but the drugs I use have a higher potential for addiction than, say, weed and psychedelics. I keep it to myself because I don't like the stigma that if you use X or Y drug you must have a problem. I use what feels good to me, which is opiates and stimulants. It's not a choice that booze and bud make me feel like shit.

So I'll keep responsibly self-medicating in silence to avoid judgment. It's never failed me so far.
 
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