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Hello everyone,

Long time (years) lurker here.. I came here because I LOVE watching many of you here LOVING your DOC. Here is what I said about that in a recent thread:

"For me the most euphoric drug is Love. It has me as a nicotine only user chasing after people's stories of how they first met and fell in LOVE with their DOC. I LOVE hearing about that and sharing their happiness, living vicariously through others' experiences I guess. I have literally felt what I would call a giddy kind of euphoria hearing other people be honest about their use and talk about how much they really do LOVE it. 'Love Hurts' and 'Love Is The Drug' are among my favorite songs for that reason."

As someone who has never used hard drugs I still totally empathize completely with users, from newbies to people who are desperately trying to quit. I get what you're looking for. I try to help all of them with their unique goal any way I can, and I have an ear that listens pretty well if you need one. Hopefully I'm not out of line posting something like this here, and people will have some empathy for people in my situation as well.
 



"All Right Now"

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-woha
There she stood in the street
Smilin' from her head to her feet;

I said, "Hey, what is this?
Now maybe, baby,
Maybe she's in need of a kiss."

I said, "Hey, what's your name?
Maybe we can see things the same.

"Now don't you wait, or hesitate.
Let's move before they raise the parking rate."

All right now, baby, it's a-all right now.
All right now, baby, it's a-all right now.

(Let me tell you now)
I took her home to my place,
Watchin' every move on her face;

She said, "Look, what's your game?
Are you tryin' to put me to shame?"

I said "Slow, don't go so fast, don't you think that love can last?"

She said, "Love, Lord above,
Now you're tryin' to trick me in love."

All right now, baby, it's a-all right now.
All right now, baby, it's a-all right now
 
General_Strategy said:
Hello everyone,

Long time (years) lurker here.. I came here because I LOVE watching many of you here LOVING your DOC. Here is what I said about that in a recent thread:

"For me the most euphoric drug is Love. It has me as a nicotine only user chasing after people's stories of how they first met and fell in LOVE with their DOC. I LOVE hearing about that and sharing their happiness, living vicariously through others' experiences I guess. I have literally felt what I would call a giddy kind of euphoria hearing other people be honest about their use and talk about how much they really do LOVE it. 'Love Hurts' and 'Love Is The Drug' are among my favorite songs for that reason."

As someone who has never used hard drugs I still totally empathize completely with users, from newbies to people who are desperately trying to quit. I get what you're looking for. I try to help all of them with their unique goal any way I can, and I have an ear that listens pretty well if you need one. Hopefully I'm not out of line posting something like this here, and people will have some empathy for people in my situation as well.
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Hey, if you read what was here before I edited it, I owe you an apology. I also believe in the power of love. I'm old school as far as the love generation goes. I've learned love is the strongest of all powers.
General_Strategy said:
BTW I'm M!$TER-ED and I welcome you to the void.
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Give you a little insight about me...long time ago I was diagnosed with what was called back then Borderline Schizophrenia as result of symptomatic depression and feelings of unworthiness there was a very dark time in my life when music was the only thing I could relate to, I could not socialize, I was not able to converse with anyone, I was completely alone in my head...at that time in my life actually a month or so prior to this time I granted full disability by the federal government and receiving SSDI payment and full insurance coverage by Medicare. My parents insisted i should be employed even though I was officially disabled receiving compensation. I couldn't keep a job more than a week or two, it was too much for me handle in the condition I was in.

In spite of my inability to maintain steady employment, the federal government determined I was fully capable of living independently without government assistance. Not only did I lose monthly checks I lost Medicare insurance as well. As result of constant pushing from my parents to be gainfully employed my mental health crashed causing deep psychosis. I lost my mind, all of memories including how to survive were entirely wiped out of my mind. I couldn't make a simple decision as to sit in the nearby chair on the couch, everything thought, I ever had was gone.

Because this time around my parents removed me from their insurance coverage because I had Medicare the only hospitalization available to me was state owned psychiatric hospitalization. I recall after I was cleared to leave the building where I was housed, sitting on a grassy knoll watching the clouds in the sky as commercial jets circled the skies jockeying to land at Hartsfield Atlanta International Airport listening to my dad's radio. It was the late 70s and music was everything to me, it was all I had.

I learned to love myself, all of myself unconditionally. That's how I recovered through loving and accepting myself as I am.
 
Give you a little insight about me...long time ago I was diagnosed with what was called back then Borderline Schizophrenia as result of symptomatic depression and feelings of unworthiness there was a very dark time in my life when music was the only thing I could relate to, I could not socialize, I was not able to converse with anyone, I was completely alone in my head...at that time in my life actually a month or so prior to this time I granted full disability by the federal government and receiving SSDI payment and full insurance coverage by Medicare. My parents insisted i should be employed even though I was officially disabled receiving compensation. I couldn't keep a job more than a week or two, it was too much for me handle in the condition I was in.

In spite of my inability to maintain steady employment, the federal government determined I was fully capable of living independently without government assistance. Not only did I lose monthly checks I lost Medicare insurance as well. As result of constant pushing from my parents to be gainfully employed my mental health crashed causing deep psychosis. I lost my mind, all of memories including how to survive were entirely wiped out of my mind. I couldn't make a simple decision as to sit in the nearby chair on the couch, everything thought, I ever had was gone.

Because this time around my parents removed me from their insurance coverage because I had Medicare the only hospitalization available to me was state owned psychiatric hospitalization. I recall after I was cleared to leave the building where I was housed, sitting on a grassy knoll watching the clouds in the sky as commercial jets circled the skies jockeying to land at Hartsfield Atlanta International Airport listening to my dad's radio. It was the late 70s and music was everything to me, it was all I had.

I learned to love myself, all of myself unconditionally. That's how I recovered through loving and accepting myself as I am.
 
Despite the early circumstances that's an inspiring story. Guilt, shame, anxiety, fear, depression, loneliness, feelings of isolation and other negative emotions (so often associated with drug use) can be more devastating than the drugs themselves, when those emotions get out of control. They are addictive as well, and dreadfully difficult to break. I'm glad you found a way to break out of that.

And yes, without music I can't imagine how I would have made it this far. Thank God for musicians and their talents!
 
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