So for a month now I've been using coke, maybe about a gram and a bit max, every weekend, usually on a Friday. This particular month I've been shooting it about 2 to 3 times during my regular session where the majority of my use is snorting it. The crooks of my arms are the main place I'm able to shoot up in, but in the back of my mind I wonder about the damage I'm doing to those veins.
Anyways, tonight I am sure I overdosed. This is one of the few times I ever overdosed on anything, and the first time with hard drugs via iv. I was so screwed up I thought I was going to die. I was afraid of the pain of dying but for some reason prepared for and accepted the fact that it may happen.
Just as a reference, it felt like a bellringer x10, dizzy, fast breathing, unaware of heartbeat, unable or unwilling to move, laying on my back with my legs in the air attempting to bring some blood to my head. Talking myself through a possible death and the aftermath of being found with trackmarks on my arms and cocaine in my messy as hell room.
Now I understand the "cocaine is a helluva drug" thing.
Anyways, tonight I am sure I overdosed. This is one of the few times I ever overdosed on anything, and the first time with hard drugs via iv. I was so screwed up I thought I was going to die. I was afraid of the pain of dying but for some reason prepared for and accepted the fact that it may happen.
Just as a reference, it felt like a bellringer x10, dizzy, fast breathing, unaware of heartbeat, unable or unwilling to move, laying on my back with my legs in the air attempting to bring some blood to my head. Talking myself through a possible death and the aftermath of being found with trackmarks on my arms and cocaine in my messy as hell room.
Now I understand the "cocaine is a helluva drug" thing.