Justlooking529
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Hello all,
I have been a somewhat (heavy) recreational user of LSD, DMT, MDMA, 2-CB, and the likes since my teenage years. My brother was, and is still a recovering heroin, benzo, and cocaine addict. So I enjoyed my psychs; tripping balls at Pink Floyd shows, exploring the galaxy on DMT, did my fair share of rolling face on MDMA, but most of all my true love was acid. I had an awesome connect to amazing WoW LSD that was beyond my wildest dreams of clean acid. Over about 2-3 years I went through about 800 hits of it, but never dosed more than 500uq at a time. I typically enjoyed 200-300uq as my normal dose. Throughout this time on acid, I found myself. I learned about my inner workings and what drove my various behaviors, my ego was absolutely obliterated, and essentially I was forever changed. And I truly Thank God for that because I had no idea that I've been living my first 20something years blind as a bat and totally controlled by 'the powers that be' and the society we live in.
Anyway, I digress. So after seeing my brothers addiction struggles and his destroyed life I swore never to try or use any highly addictive substances. And, despite getting tempted from time to time, I never gave in and kept this rule. Then one day while at work I got an extreme tooth ache out of no where, and the pain was so severe that I had to leave work in the middle of my shift and go to an emergency dentist and it turned out i needed to have my wisdom tooth pulled which they couldn't get me in for a week. "But how can I possible go a week like this sir, this needs to be fixed right away!" His solution, as you all can guess, was giving me 20 10mg Norco. They were gone in 3 days and I called him for a refill, which he gave me, because I absolutely needed to feel that amazingness again. This was my first time taking opiates and I immediately felt like I have just met the love of my life. I absolutely LOVED the way that I felt on them and saw no harm since, you know it was from a doctor and I'm not looking for an addiction like all these other junkies who cant control themselves. I'm just using them for this week for my tooth, so I will be fine. That was really my thought processes, just like every one else in the beginning . I will get more into detail in my soon-to-be created thread, but long story short it is now 4 years later and I am still battling a decent-sized Heroin addiction. I HATE Heroin. It no longer gets me high by snorting it, and every day the urge to just get a rig and truly experience all that this evil poison we call Heroin has to offer... But I know what will come along with it and I DO NOT want it. I have a life, and I LOVE it. I have an AMAZING, loving, kind, incredibly beautiful, supportive, loyal, sweetheart of a wife who I've put through hell since we got married, just 18 months ago... Once again, I HATE HEROIN and what it does to people. I HATE how to deceives you. Now when I look in the mirror, I see a stranger dully staring back at me. I've quit heroin and withdrew maybe 15 times so far, and my best attempt I lasted 13 days. All that said, here I am still secretly taking hundreds of dollars and snorting around 20 bags a day with it. Heroin, and my many failures to quit are DESTROYING everything that I love. My marriage is falling apart, and I am fucking watching it happen and I feel powerless to stop it, then snort another few bags because I cant handle my reality. I cant handle what I've done... Before any of this happened we were the closest that two people could ever be. We had love beyond love, passion beyond passion, an understanding of each other beyond what I would've ever imagined possible. "But wait, there's more!" So after people recently noticing me nodding out at my very excellent career, I've recently added cocaine to the mix to help with the energy. So that went from a free .2 gram sample from my scumbag dealer, to a gram or so a day for the last 7 days. I am in so deep. I am drowning and I do not know what to do. I am lost. Totally and utterly lost. I feel like a piece of gum on the bottom of a homeless guys shoe. I feel like a worthless, helpless, pathetic, lonely as hell LOSER. I can barely get myself out of bed in the morning, and I cant sleep at night. I just want to stay in bed hidden, alone, forgotten and just rot away.... I will be quitting again tomorrow with my last dose being about 5 minutes ago. I have some clonidine, Gabapentin, and 2 8mb strips to help me through. It's going to suck, it always does, but I'm confident I'll get through it. But then what? What's going to make this attempt any different or better? I have no idea what the heck to do... If anyone has any feedback, personal experiences, or advice that would be absolutely amazing. But if not, well I guess I just needed to get out where I am somehow.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story...
I have been a somewhat (heavy) recreational user of LSD, DMT, MDMA, 2-CB, and the likes since my teenage years. My brother was, and is still a recovering heroin, benzo, and cocaine addict. So I enjoyed my psychs; tripping balls at Pink Floyd shows, exploring the galaxy on DMT, did my fair share of rolling face on MDMA, but most of all my true love was acid. I had an awesome connect to amazing WoW LSD that was beyond my wildest dreams of clean acid. Over about 2-3 years I went through about 800 hits of it, but never dosed more than 500uq at a time. I typically enjoyed 200-300uq as my normal dose. Throughout this time on acid, I found myself. I learned about my inner workings and what drove my various behaviors, my ego was absolutely obliterated, and essentially I was forever changed. And I truly Thank God for that because I had no idea that I've been living my first 20something years blind as a bat and totally controlled by 'the powers that be' and the society we live in.
Anyway, I digress. So after seeing my brothers addiction struggles and his destroyed life I swore never to try or use any highly addictive substances. And, despite getting tempted from time to time, I never gave in and kept this rule. Then one day while at work I got an extreme tooth ache out of no where, and the pain was so severe that I had to leave work in the middle of my shift and go to an emergency dentist and it turned out i needed to have my wisdom tooth pulled which they couldn't get me in for a week. "But how can I possible go a week like this sir, this needs to be fixed right away!" His solution, as you all can guess, was giving me 20 10mg Norco. They were gone in 3 days and I called him for a refill, which he gave me, because I absolutely needed to feel that amazingness again. This was my first time taking opiates and I immediately felt like I have just met the love of my life. I absolutely LOVED the way that I felt on them and saw no harm since, you know it was from a doctor and I'm not looking for an addiction like all these other junkies who cant control themselves. I'm just using them for this week for my tooth, so I will be fine. That was really my thought processes, just like every one else in the beginning . I will get more into detail in my soon-to-be created thread, but long story short it is now 4 years later and I am still battling a decent-sized Heroin addiction. I HATE Heroin. It no longer gets me high by snorting it, and every day the urge to just get a rig and truly experience all that this evil poison we call Heroin has to offer... But I know what will come along with it and I DO NOT want it. I have a life, and I LOVE it. I have an AMAZING, loving, kind, incredibly beautiful, supportive, loyal, sweetheart of a wife who I've put through hell since we got married, just 18 months ago... Once again, I HATE HEROIN and what it does to people. I HATE how to deceives you. Now when I look in the mirror, I see a stranger dully staring back at me. I've quit heroin and withdrew maybe 15 times so far, and my best attempt I lasted 13 days. All that said, here I am still secretly taking hundreds of dollars and snorting around 20 bags a day with it. Heroin, and my many failures to quit are DESTROYING everything that I love. My marriage is falling apart, and I am fucking watching it happen and I feel powerless to stop it, then snort another few bags because I cant handle my reality. I cant handle what I've done... Before any of this happened we were the closest that two people could ever be. We had love beyond love, passion beyond passion, an understanding of each other beyond what I would've ever imagined possible. "But wait, there's more!" So after people recently noticing me nodding out at my very excellent career, I've recently added cocaine to the mix to help with the energy. So that went from a free .2 gram sample from my scumbag dealer, to a gram or so a day for the last 7 days. I am in so deep. I am drowning and I do not know what to do. I am lost. Totally and utterly lost. I feel like a piece of gum on the bottom of a homeless guys shoe. I feel like a worthless, helpless, pathetic, lonely as hell LOSER. I can barely get myself out of bed in the morning, and I cant sleep at night. I just want to stay in bed hidden, alone, forgotten and just rot away.... I will be quitting again tomorrow with my last dose being about 5 minutes ago. I have some clonidine, Gabapentin, and 2 8mb strips to help me through. It's going to suck, it always does, but I'm confident I'll get through it. But then what? What's going to make this attempt any different or better? I have no idea what the heck to do... If anyone has any feedback, personal experiences, or advice that would be absolutely amazing. But if not, well I guess I just needed to get out where I am somehow.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story...