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I'm 21 years old, 130 lbs, white male. I got introduced to heroin by a friend of mine while we were going to medical school. He was a very intelligent guy, I consider him a role model (he taught me many things non-drug related, made me who i am today) My friend being intelligent, He's been addicted to h for many years. I gave him suboxone several times trying to get him off but, he would just get on h again. I would see him shiver, his face would get pale, he would look very sick and its very frighting. I tried my best as a friend to get him off but, In the end its his choice to continue doing so. While we were going to medical school afterwards we would go downtown together and he would ask me for money (at first i didn't know he did heroin but after a few weeks of school he finally told me and had me try it, At first i was reluctant but, than i gave in) I wouldn't do H everyday it was a once in a while thing. I've never once gotten addicted to it. Have been on and off for the past 2 years. It's a great drug dont get me wrong, But its not something i can see myself doing all the time. I stopped smoking pot a few months ago cause of the panic attacks, and this is the only drug that i can do occasionally without it giving me panic attacks. Anyway, after we left medical school he got arrested for stealing from the vault (in the pharmacy for stealing opiates,needles you name it) they never had any proof so they let him go and took his license from him. Putting that aside he tried stealing 30$ from me. I went to where he lived and got him kicked out (fucker thought he would never see me again, how wrong he was) I haven't seen him since. He also introduced me to IV, I tried it a few times was great. Never did it by myself though. I would go see him, and he would help me out. It was an occasional weekend hangout thing. Here's the main story, We were hanging out in my car in a parking lot. We had a few bags of H ready to IV. He said "This stuff is strong don't over do it" and I put a little bit more on the bottle cap than I was supposed to (I'm so glad i didn't put anymore than i did cause if i did i would not be here typing this right now) We Ived and come to find out afterwards the H came off the brick. So that's as pure as you could possibly get, And i didn't even do that much. We got out of the car, i jumped a few times, I felt amazing. Next thing i knew i woke up at the hospital emergency room with 10 nurses around me asking if i was "ok". I swear it felt like i was in a nightmare. I could barely see anyone and kept asking where i was. What happened was my friend said "I was walking around perfectly fine when suddenly my body fell to the floor motionless, Someone that was driving by saw it happen and asked if i was ok, this random stranger helped me into my car, And my friend drove at god knows what speed to the hospital which was 5 minutes away, drove up to the emergency room and yelled at the top of his lungs "HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP"." He said nurses that were leaving from their shift dropped everything and took me to the emergency room. Well thats my story, I just want others to know the dangers of what happens when you IV H and OD. I was lucky to have a "friend" to drive me to the hospital. Till this day i remain grateful for him doing so, I hope people that read this take some precautions when IVing. My tip is, At least have someone there to be able to call 911 in case of something like that (or get a prescription for naloxone which is legal in many states and doctors/administers of naloxone can't be prosecuted for saving someones life) I learned alot since than and I don't want others making the same mistake.
I have since not been in contact with this old acquaintance. I would like to see him again and just express my gratitude for saving me.
I would like to IV again, I've been going through some things lately. It's very hard to cope with, reality is so fucked up, I hate feeling so insignificant. When a woman say's "hey lets go hang out, let me get ready", You go to the mall and wait for her... end up waiting 3 hours... she calls saying "oh im sorry... i fell asleep and i've been emotional" How can you say to someone your going to hangout than tell them hours later your sorry, You could have just said No instead of wasting their time. Things like that dont sit well with me. I recently got back on H from months of non use because of this woman I've been seeing. Shes moving back to her home state, And I would like to hang out with her as much as possible before she leaves but, Last week and this week she said she would but she never did. Yet on the phone she talks sweetly like she cares, She's been in so much drama because of the men that she was with in her home state giving her drama. All i wanted to do was comfort her, take her to dinner, movies, and have a talk with her. She says yes everytime but, I end up waiting / not getting a call or message back. Last week i called her a few times and texted a few times. She said i was being too "persistant". So when you make a promise to go somewhere with someone.. I'm not supposed to ask? Than how am i supposed to know when to pick you up. This is the type of shit that pisses me off and get me using again. I can get off anytime i want but, Holy fuck has this made me depressed. I know this is a drugs forum but, I still need to rant somewhere right? Sorry for my bitching. I just wanted advice from some kind person out there. I hope you all have a great day. Much love
I'm 21 years old, 130 lbs, white male. I got introduced to heroin by a friend of mine while we were going to medical school. He was a very intelligent guy, I consider him a role model (he taught me many things non-drug related, made me who i am today) My friend being intelligent, He's been addicted to h for many years. I gave him suboxone several times trying to get him off but, he would just get on h again. I would see him shiver, his face would get pale, he would look very sick and its very frighting. I tried my best as a friend to get him off but, In the end its his choice to continue doing so. While we were going to medical school afterwards we would go downtown together and he would ask me for money (at first i didn't know he did heroin but after a few weeks of school he finally told me and had me try it, At first i was reluctant but, than i gave in) I wouldn't do H everyday it was a once in a while thing. I've never once gotten addicted to it. Have been on and off for the past 2 years. It's a great drug dont get me wrong, But its not something i can see myself doing all the time. I stopped smoking pot a few months ago cause of the panic attacks, and this is the only drug that i can do occasionally without it giving me panic attacks. Anyway, after we left medical school he got arrested for stealing from the vault (in the pharmacy for stealing opiates,needles you name it) they never had any proof so they let him go and took his license from him. Putting that aside he tried stealing 30$ from me. I went to where he lived and got him kicked out (fucker thought he would never see me again, how wrong he was) I haven't seen him since. He also introduced me to IV, I tried it a few times was great. Never did it by myself though. I would go see him, and he would help me out. It was an occasional weekend hangout thing. Here's the main story, We were hanging out in my car in a parking lot. We had a few bags of H ready to IV. He said "This stuff is strong don't over do it" and I put a little bit more on the bottle cap than I was supposed to (I'm so glad i didn't put anymore than i did cause if i did i would not be here typing this right now) We Ived and come to find out afterwards the H came off the brick. So that's as pure as you could possibly get, And i didn't even do that much. We got out of the car, i jumped a few times, I felt amazing. Next thing i knew i woke up at the hospital emergency room with 10 nurses around me asking if i was "ok". I swear it felt like i was in a nightmare. I could barely see anyone and kept asking where i was. What happened was my friend said "I was walking around perfectly fine when suddenly my body fell to the floor motionless, Someone that was driving by saw it happen and asked if i was ok, this random stranger helped me into my car, And my friend drove at god knows what speed to the hospital which was 5 minutes away, drove up to the emergency room and yelled at the top of his lungs "HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP"." He said nurses that were leaving from their shift dropped everything and took me to the emergency room. Well thats my story, I just want others to know the dangers of what happens when you IV H and OD. I was lucky to have a "friend" to drive me to the hospital. Till this day i remain grateful for him doing so, I hope people that read this take some precautions when IVing. My tip is, At least have someone there to be able to call 911 in case of something like that (or get a prescription for naloxone which is legal in many states and doctors/administers of naloxone can't be prosecuted for saving someones life) I learned alot since than and I don't want others making the same mistake.
I have since not been in contact with this old acquaintance. I would like to see him again and just express my gratitude for saving me.
I would like to IV again, I've been going through some things lately. It's very hard to cope with, reality is so fucked up, I hate feeling so insignificant. When a woman say's "hey lets go hang out, let me get ready", You go to the mall and wait for her... end up waiting 3 hours... she calls saying "oh im sorry... i fell asleep and i've been emotional" How can you say to someone your going to hangout than tell them hours later your sorry, You could have just said No instead of wasting their time. Things like that dont sit well with me. I recently got back on H from months of non use because of this woman I've been seeing. Shes moving back to her home state, And I would like to hang out with her as much as possible before she leaves but, Last week and this week she said she would but she never did. Yet on the phone she talks sweetly like she cares, She's been in so much drama because of the men that she was with in her home state giving her drama. All i wanted to do was comfort her, take her to dinner, movies, and have a talk with her. She says yes everytime but, I end up waiting / not getting a call or message back. Last week i called her a few times and texted a few times. She said i was being too "persistant". So when you make a promise to go somewhere with someone.. I'm not supposed to ask? Than how am i supposed to know when to pick you up. This is the type of shit that pisses me off and get me using again. I can get off anytime i want but, Holy fuck has this made me depressed. I know this is a drugs forum but, I still need to rant somewhere right? Sorry for my bitching. I just wanted advice from some kind person out there. I hope you all have a great day. Much love
