aspear1368
Greenlighter
I just needed to get this out to somebody — anybody who might understand. This is partly a harm reduction question, partly me venting where I’m at.
Harm reduction part first: I know fentanyl is extremely strong and dangerous however it’s used. But is smoking considered less risky than IV overall, and which method tends to cause fewer overdoses?
Now my story:
I relapsed about a year and a half ago. I’ve been in and out of recovery since I was 16 (I’m 28 now). Around the time I relapsed, I was working with a new guy. Pretty quickly we figured out we both liked to use. I always had a thing for crystal, and his choice was smoking fentanyl. So we started using together — smoking and snorting crystal, mixing in way too much Xanax. That went on for a few months. Quietly, I started injecting the crystal on my own.
He would smoke fentanyl but I didn’t try it for a while. When I finally did, I honestly didn’t like it much at first. The nausea was intense and the effects were so short. I tried it a couple more times with him — it was okay, but I’ve always preferred heroin (which is impossible to find where I’m at).
Fast forward — me and him don’t talk anymore, but I’ve kept using crystal every day. At this point, no matter the dose, I barely feel much beyond a quick rush before it fades. My addict brain wanted something stronger. Around here, it’s basically just crystal and fentanyl. So I got a $20 piece.
My friend always smoked it, but me being me, I tried injecting just the tiniest amount. I blacked out and came to running to the bathroom to throw up. The next day I tried smoking instead, and honestly it felt way more manageable compared to IV. Still, I’m terrified. I know this could be the thing that finally takes me out — but I can’t seem to stop.
I lie to everyone around me (and I’m scarily good at it now). I feel like everything is seconds away from falling apart. No matter what I tell myself, I keep picking up more. I don’t know how to live without it anymore.
I just needed to get this off my chest. If you believe in God, please say a prayer for me. If you don’t, I’d still be grateful if you could just keep me in your thoughts. At this point, that feels like the only thing that might save me from myself.
Thanks for reading. God bless.
Harm reduction part first: I know fentanyl is extremely strong and dangerous however it’s used. But is smoking considered less risky than IV overall, and which method tends to cause fewer overdoses?
Now my story:
I relapsed about a year and a half ago. I’ve been in and out of recovery since I was 16 (I’m 28 now). Around the time I relapsed, I was working with a new guy. Pretty quickly we figured out we both liked to use. I always had a thing for crystal, and his choice was smoking fentanyl. So we started using together — smoking and snorting crystal, mixing in way too much Xanax. That went on for a few months. Quietly, I started injecting the crystal on my own.
He would smoke fentanyl but I didn’t try it for a while. When I finally did, I honestly didn’t like it much at first. The nausea was intense and the effects were so short. I tried it a couple more times with him — it was okay, but I’ve always preferred heroin (which is impossible to find where I’m at).
Fast forward — me and him don’t talk anymore, but I’ve kept using crystal every day. At this point, no matter the dose, I barely feel much beyond a quick rush before it fades. My addict brain wanted something stronger. Around here, it’s basically just crystal and fentanyl. So I got a $20 piece.
My friend always smoked it, but me being me, I tried injecting just the tiniest amount. I blacked out and came to running to the bathroom to throw up. The next day I tried smoking instead, and honestly it felt way more manageable compared to IV. Still, I’m terrified. I know this could be the thing that finally takes me out — but I can’t seem to stop.
I lie to everyone around me (and I’m scarily good at it now). I feel like everything is seconds away from falling apart. No matter what I tell myself, I keep picking up more. I don’t know how to live without it anymore.
I just needed to get this off my chest. If you believe in God, please say a prayer for me. If you don’t, I’d still be grateful if you could just keep me in your thoughts. At this point, that feels like the only thing that might save me from myself.
Thanks for reading. God bless.
