Znegative
Bluelight Crew
I feel that this would be better suited for Drug Culture. I didn't read through the whole thread, but I'll put in my two nets before I transfer this.
Ive been an IV user for almost six years now. Like you, I was, as a child and even into my teens, not very find of needles. I hated (and actually still do) having my blood drawn, and I always despised shots. Even when I started sniffing heroin at eighteen, I really couldn't see myself taking the step and injecting the drug. I definately was curious as to how the 'infamous rush' felt, and sometimes fantasizes about doing it, but I actually only ever ended up trying IV due to, as sad as this is, peer pressure.
After that first shot, well actually second (the asshole who convinced me to let him fix me up accidentally skin popped the dope on his first attempt..), my whole 'distaste' for sticking needles into my flesh completely evaporated. This was obviously due to the fact that I now associate syringes with immediate, otherworldly euphoria. Had I been injected with some horrifying and volatile household cleaning agent, I'm sure I would never want to see a needle again (if I were to survive such an experience).
Anyway, that rush and that immediate gratification had me by the balls. One of the strange things about IV drug use (which in my oppinion makes kicking an IV habit-regardless of the drug more difficult in general) is that most people I've talked to, as well as myself fall in love with the ritual of it. I know that I experience a high from just prepping up the gear. With some substances (I'm thinking of MDPV and Cocaine), I will actually start to gag, and sometimes throw up while drawing the drug up into the syringe. All and all, IV use does not have to be, but sadly often does, lead to very self destructive behaviour. The syringe becomes almost an extension of your body, like some kind of fucked up parasite demanding your blood. But it's also in a sense a symbiotic relationship..
I don't know, I'm getting too intellectual about the whole thing. It just comes down to the association with the rush in the end.
Ive been an IV user for almost six years now. Like you, I was, as a child and even into my teens, not very find of needles. I hated (and actually still do) having my blood drawn, and I always despised shots. Even when I started sniffing heroin at eighteen, I really couldn't see myself taking the step and injecting the drug. I definately was curious as to how the 'infamous rush' felt, and sometimes fantasizes about doing it, but I actually only ever ended up trying IV due to, as sad as this is, peer pressure.
After that first shot, well actually second (the asshole who convinced me to let him fix me up accidentally skin popped the dope on his first attempt..), my whole 'distaste' for sticking needles into my flesh completely evaporated. This was obviously due to the fact that I now associate syringes with immediate, otherworldly euphoria. Had I been injected with some horrifying and volatile household cleaning agent, I'm sure I would never want to see a needle again (if I were to survive such an experience).
Anyway, that rush and that immediate gratification had me by the balls. One of the strange things about IV drug use (which in my oppinion makes kicking an IV habit-regardless of the drug more difficult in general) is that most people I've talked to, as well as myself fall in love with the ritual of it. I know that I experience a high from just prepping up the gear. With some substances (I'm thinking of MDPV and Cocaine), I will actually start to gag, and sometimes throw up while drawing the drug up into the syringe. All and all, IV use does not have to be, but sadly often does, lead to very self destructive behaviour. The syringe becomes almost an extension of your body, like some kind of fucked up parasite demanding your blood. But it's also in a sense a symbiotic relationship..
I don't know, I'm getting too intellectual about the whole thing. It just comes down to the association with the rush in the end.
