hey yall.. its been a minute. My use was definitely getting stupid for a minute there. Strange with all this needle talk. I feel like with the needle, its so much easier for your use to just skyrocket out of nowhere. But i think part of it is just a needle fixation that i have developed. The whole process of shooting is a very easy thing to fall in love with. Watching that stream of blood enter the crystal clear (yay for sterifilts!) yellow/amber water in the syringe, knowing in a few moments youll be in a state of pure bliss... Yeah.
But of course shooting can get ugly too. Usually when you're doing it multiple times in a day, and start having trouble registering a vein. That gets really depressing, and makes you feel pretty low. Its funny how habits go up and down, and i still have yet to figure out if it is possible for myself to have a habit thats "under control". This past week or two it has felt that way. Last week i used on Tuesday and Thursday. One bag each day. The rest of the week i used a very minimal amount of methadone (between 8-15mg a day) to level out. But i kinda want the methadone out of my life. I mean its definitely nice to have around, but i do really love shooting dope. So earlier this week, i shot one bag, next day shot a half, and the next two days shot a quarter of a bag each day, waiting till i got home from work to use. I would feel a little bit anxious towards the end of work, just because i was halving my dosage each day, but it was very tolerable, especially since my job is very physical. But i really did look forward to getting home and lining up that shot. Strange thing was, since i had lowered my tolerance so much, a quarter of a bag iv'ed got me stoned for the whole rest of the day, and i would even wake up the next morning feeling lingering stonage. So yesterday i had to run out to get more, and decided i'd do it before work. But of course when i got home, i wanted to taste a lil bit and lined up my quarter bag shot. Left for work, but a couple blocks from home, realized i forgot something back at my apartment. Upon returning, i gave in and said fuck it, its a beautiful day out, im shooting the remaining 3/4s of the foil. And off i went to work with a smile on my face.
Sure enough when i got home, i was wanting that reward from a hard days work that i had been giving myself the whole week. So i said fuck it, and shot another whole bag, making it two on the day. And today, i shot three, one in the morning, one after work, and one in the evening. Whoops... oh well. So i slipped up a bit. Its hard not to it seems. All it takes is one moment of not giving a fuck or weakness. But at the same time, you dont have to look at it like that. Theres nothing wrong with rewarding yourself a little bit here or there, but you gotta just keep yourself in check so your usage doesnt start to spiral out of control again.
I've been thinking of taking a break, hence the lowering my tolerance to a quarter bag this week. So tomorrow is kinda make or break in a way, since the past two days have been carefree. I've got five foils of pretty damn good quality left, and the plan is, as it was before the past two days, to use them to taper down to nothing (something ive done successfully before, albeit while snorting) this week, or at the very least, to keep my habit down to that quarter or even an eighth bag shot a day. Maybe then i'd be able to take a day off completely with minimal adverse w/d symptoms. So yeah, the plan for tomorrow is to do two or three half bag shots throughout the day. One morning, one evening, and maybe one midday. So its looking like 1.5 foils tomorrow, one on sunday, 1/2 monday, etc... probably broken up into two shots a day.
I gotta say, it felt really good earlier in the week to be feeling fine off one quarter bag shot for the whole day. I mean, i've had a daily habit (not counting sporadic methadone usage/replacement the past maybe 6 weeks) back in action since Octoberish?
Anyways, thought i'd share what i've been up to and what i'm thinking about.
Hey BoulderBob.... whats going on my friend! Rehab, eh? What kind?