Just lost another friend to H New Years Eve. The second since July. I truly believe if Robin and Kami (names changed for privacy) were here today, they'd tell anyone wanting to try it to never, ever.
I watch a loud mouth, larger than life personality in Robin dwindle away to a paranoid, 24/7 fix fixated, moody thing. She really wasn't human anymore. She rarely bathed, her beautiful skin went to crap and those gorgeous green eyes lost any amount of soul in them.
And Kami, Kami was on MTV back in the 90's, swimsuit model/contest winner, she looked a lot like Kelly LeBrock back in the day but after H she had chronic infections from her IV'ing and the smell, I can never forget it. She shot anywhere she could get a needle in after her veins collapsed. I saw her do it in her neck once, and I almost passed out.
She prostituted, stole, etc.
They both told me that bumping a line here and there was okay , but the first time they ever IV'd, it was over, they kept chasing that high they could never achieve again until H killed them
(both lethal od's with xanax)
H is one drug I have never desired , and the one and only time I ever did it, I hated it. I snorted a small line, I didn't feel warm and fuzzy, I felt weird.