As an aside, the above doen't necessarily only apply to "trusted professionals". Somewhere around the height of my addiction myself and an even more deeply addicted friend were tasked with delivering pharmacueticals to hospitals (he was employed as the driver/deliveryman whilst I was along for the ride - we also took the opportunity to hit every pharmacy along the route for bottles of opioid-based cough syrups (Gee's Linctus ftmfw

) as back-up supplies but that is by the bye). This one day my companion was in such severe w/d he shat himself whilst driving (I had to nip into a charity shop to acquire clean kecks for him) yet we still did not touch the fukkin shitload of benzos in the back nor the stack of red CD packages we had in the front. Everybody has their redlines and that was one neither of us wished to cross. Plus, Gee's Linctus awaited so...