Rio Fantastic
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Hello brothers and sisters,
I have a group comprising of five people including myself. We've known each other for eight years and all live in the same apartment block. We've always loved going to raves and taking drugs, but all of us are responsible, bar one. One of us is a heavy cannabis smoker, but that's not really an issue, we all love a smoke and let's face it weed isn't going to ruin your life. However one of us, Maximilian, has degenerated to the point where he can now in all fairness be called a severe MDMA addict. It started casually enough, we all took our first E on New Years Eve of 2010, and decided from then on that every New Years Eve we'd roll together. We later extended this to other special occasions like birthdays - we ensure that our supply is exceedingly pure because one of us is a pharmaceutical chemist and synthesizes a batch for us in his personal laboratory every time we roll. Despite the practically limitless supply, our use always remained responsible and never exceeded seven times a year, and that's held true for all of us except Maximilian.
We only really started to seriously consider his addiction three days ago when we were all together except for him and we realized that for the past four months we haven't seen him other than when he's on MDMA. Sometimes he admits it and sometimes he denies it, but his jaw clenching and dilated pupils give away the fact that he's already dosed. We started to get concerned so we called his sister, who's a sociopathic bitch but above all honest, who revealed that he starts every morning by railing a line of MDMA and that over the course of a day he takes a minimum of eight pills and sometimes takes as many as twenty five. This is particularly bad news because he obviously doesn't buy it off my friend the chemist, and whilst all the other dealers we and thus he knows sells pills with *some* MDMA in them, the other cuts are a mystery, and one of them sells confirmed methbombs, and one of them even sells fucking piperazines occasionally. We corroborated her story by calling his dealers, who confirmed that he calls them all the time and every single one of them said that he owed them money and regularly begs to be given more credit. As we realized this some of his behavior over the past few months has made more sense - he's been constantly pleading with us all for money, with stories ranging from his cat needs an operation to his impeding eviction and that he needs to buy his girlfriend a valentine's day present. We've also all had calls from him occasionally where he's literally been sobbing into the phone talking about how awful life is and has even threatened to commit suicide - however, these bouts of depression rarely last more than a few hours to a day and it's now apparent that this is because he'll find a way to get some MDMA.
This is especially disconcerting because of the changes we've seen in him. His girlfriend has told us that he's now like two people - he'll go from being overly empathetic, cuddling her all the time and talking non-stop about his love and affection for her, to totally ignoring her and when confronted breaking down and talking about the world "being a dark place", expressing profound misery and suicidal ideation, which has led to her suspecting him of being bipolar and asking him multiples times to go to a doctor, but it's now clear it's his MDMA habit that's causing this dichotomy. The once loquacious, energetic, happy-go-lucky guy with ambition and hobbies is now a lot slower and seems dulled and sluggish, even when he's rolling (which, as I've said, is pretty much all of the time). He's dropped all of his hobbies, he doesn't read or play table tennis or write anymore, his ambition is gone - he used to always talk about his plans of becoming a screenwriter or a director, but now he seems content with just being a part time cleaner. We're really concerned about him and want to help him before it's too late.
Our current plan is an intervention, and any advice or guidance you can offer abut how to approach this and what to say to him in the intervention would be massively, massively appreciated. Our friend the chemist proposed a backup plan that the other three initially rejected but I tentatively agreed with, which was if the intervention doesn't work out to kidnap him and lock him in one of our flats and keep him there for a couple of weeks to break his initial addiction and hopefully help him to see what he's doing to himself.
If anyone has gone through something similar personally or with a friend. or even if you haven't but have any advice or thoughts it would be a huge help, brothers and sisters!!
I have a group comprising of five people including myself. We've known each other for eight years and all live in the same apartment block. We've always loved going to raves and taking drugs, but all of us are responsible, bar one. One of us is a heavy cannabis smoker, but that's not really an issue, we all love a smoke and let's face it weed isn't going to ruin your life. However one of us, Maximilian, has degenerated to the point where he can now in all fairness be called a severe MDMA addict. It started casually enough, we all took our first E on New Years Eve of 2010, and decided from then on that every New Years Eve we'd roll together. We later extended this to other special occasions like birthdays - we ensure that our supply is exceedingly pure because one of us is a pharmaceutical chemist and synthesizes a batch for us in his personal laboratory every time we roll. Despite the practically limitless supply, our use always remained responsible and never exceeded seven times a year, and that's held true for all of us except Maximilian.
We only really started to seriously consider his addiction three days ago when we were all together except for him and we realized that for the past four months we haven't seen him other than when he's on MDMA. Sometimes he admits it and sometimes he denies it, but his jaw clenching and dilated pupils give away the fact that he's already dosed. We started to get concerned so we called his sister, who's a sociopathic bitch but above all honest, who revealed that he starts every morning by railing a line of MDMA and that over the course of a day he takes a minimum of eight pills and sometimes takes as many as twenty five. This is particularly bad news because he obviously doesn't buy it off my friend the chemist, and whilst all the other dealers we and thus he knows sells pills with *some* MDMA in them, the other cuts are a mystery, and one of them sells confirmed methbombs, and one of them even sells fucking piperazines occasionally. We corroborated her story by calling his dealers, who confirmed that he calls them all the time and every single one of them said that he owed them money and regularly begs to be given more credit. As we realized this some of his behavior over the past few months has made more sense - he's been constantly pleading with us all for money, with stories ranging from his cat needs an operation to his impeding eviction and that he needs to buy his girlfriend a valentine's day present. We've also all had calls from him occasionally where he's literally been sobbing into the phone talking about how awful life is and has even threatened to commit suicide - however, these bouts of depression rarely last more than a few hours to a day and it's now apparent that this is because he'll find a way to get some MDMA.
This is especially disconcerting because of the changes we've seen in him. His girlfriend has told us that he's now like two people - he'll go from being overly empathetic, cuddling her all the time and talking non-stop about his love and affection for her, to totally ignoring her and when confronted breaking down and talking about the world "being a dark place", expressing profound misery and suicidal ideation, which has led to her suspecting him of being bipolar and asking him multiples times to go to a doctor, but it's now clear it's his MDMA habit that's causing this dichotomy. The once loquacious, energetic, happy-go-lucky guy with ambition and hobbies is now a lot slower and seems dulled and sluggish, even when he's rolling (which, as I've said, is pretty much all of the time). He's dropped all of his hobbies, he doesn't read or play table tennis or write anymore, his ambition is gone - he used to always talk about his plans of becoming a screenwriter or a director, but now he seems content with just being a part time cleaner. We're really concerned about him and want to help him before it's too late.
Our current plan is an intervention, and any advice or guidance you can offer abut how to approach this and what to say to him in the intervention would be massively, massively appreciated. Our friend the chemist proposed a backup plan that the other three initially rejected but I tentatively agreed with, which was if the intervention doesn't work out to kidnap him and lock him in one of our flats and keep him there for a couple of weeks to break his initial addiction and hopefully help him to see what he's doing to himself.
If anyone has gone through something similar personally or with a friend. or even if you haven't but have any advice or thoughts it would be a huge help, brothers and sisters!!
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