ronnyk
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- Nov 7, 2010
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It's extremely hard to even put into words the pain that opiate addiction causes, but I'll try.
I started taking hydros and oc's (and whatever other dope I could get my hands on) about four years ago when I was about seventeen.
It started out taking a few and going to school because it made my day so much more tolerable. Since I had some money then I started taking them almost every day and I knew a few people who always had them. Since I was always on them I didn't notice how addicted I was until one day I had none after taking them for a couple months straight, every day.
I had in-school detention that day and I had terrible chills and sweats (my first run-in with hell), not thinking that I was addicted yet. I ended up escaping when I realized what would cure my ailment, and once I got them and felt that relief I realized, "What the fuck have I done to myself?"
Over the next couple years after that I had run out of money (but at least I had graduated) and was in no condition to hold a job for more than a few weeks at a time because if I felt like shit I would either just not go in or I would bail out after an hour or two.
Eventually I started stealing money from my mother (over $5k in total probably) not even caring what I was doing to her. Stealing shit and pawning it for money to get more to cure the hell that is withdrawal. I sold both my guitars and everything else I owned that was of some value, monetary and sentimentally.
Recently I have tried IV heroin. I've used it before but only insufflating it. I got a couple bags and sent them because I wanted to see what all the hubbub was about. Even though i have only done it about four or five times the past couple weeks I almost wish I hadn't because now, even though I don't feel as shitty w/out opiates as I used to, I find myself always thinking about that first rush again and wanting to re-attain it.
I'm not going to say not to try it because if someone really wants to they will regardless of what anyone says, but my only advice to them is to be careful and to try to use it in some sort of moderation. I know this is easier said than done, but an addiction like opiates will destroy your life after awhile and it's better to realize that sooner than later when it's too late. If it doesn't get you in a few months or a year, it will be right round the corner.
Every user falls eventually, and it took me to hit bottom hard until I looked myself in the mirror and thought, "Fuck you for doing this to yourself, and your family especially." Even though I've been forgiven by my mom, she still never looks at me the same, and probably never will.
Sadly, after all the destruction to my life they have done I still use them on a regular basis. But I'm glad that I'm not in the same place I used to be. I'm getting better a little bit at a time but the worst part of it all is that I just feel like I will never completely stop.
I started taking hydros and oc's (and whatever other dope I could get my hands on) about four years ago when I was about seventeen.
It started out taking a few and going to school because it made my day so much more tolerable. Since I had some money then I started taking them almost every day and I knew a few people who always had them. Since I was always on them I didn't notice how addicted I was until one day I had none after taking them for a couple months straight, every day.
I had in-school detention that day and I had terrible chills and sweats (my first run-in with hell), not thinking that I was addicted yet. I ended up escaping when I realized what would cure my ailment, and once I got them and felt that relief I realized, "What the fuck have I done to myself?"
Over the next couple years after that I had run out of money (but at least I had graduated) and was in no condition to hold a job for more than a few weeks at a time because if I felt like shit I would either just not go in or I would bail out after an hour or two.
Eventually I started stealing money from my mother (over $5k in total probably) not even caring what I was doing to her. Stealing shit and pawning it for money to get more to cure the hell that is withdrawal. I sold both my guitars and everything else I owned that was of some value, monetary and sentimentally.
Recently I have tried IV heroin. I've used it before but only insufflating it. I got a couple bags and sent them because I wanted to see what all the hubbub was about. Even though i have only done it about four or five times the past couple weeks I almost wish I hadn't because now, even though I don't feel as shitty w/out opiates as I used to, I find myself always thinking about that first rush again and wanting to re-attain it.
I'm not going to say not to try it because if someone really wants to they will regardless of what anyone says, but my only advice to them is to be careful and to try to use it in some sort of moderation. I know this is easier said than done, but an addiction like opiates will destroy your life after awhile and it's better to realize that sooner than later when it's too late. If it doesn't get you in a few months or a year, it will be right round the corner.
Every user falls eventually, and it took me to hit bottom hard until I looked myself in the mirror and thought, "Fuck you for doing this to yourself, and your family especially." Even though I've been forgiven by my mom, she still never looks at me the same, and probably never will.
Sadly, after all the destruction to my life they have done I still use them on a regular basis. But I'm glad that I'm not in the same place I used to be. I'm getting better a little bit at a time but the worst part of it all is that I just feel like I will never completely stop.