Hello all,
So it finally happened-I decided to register sometime ago, because this forum just has all the answers, and so many experienced people with good answer. This is valuable for me, as my own doc knows nada about, say, opiates and I am not in a drug-using circle except for dope smokers (weed, hashish and skunk is what this city of Copenhagen is known for to other Scandihoovians/Europeans, if not as much so as the Netherlands).
I am a guy (I don't know if that's made obvious yet, but a good fact to know anyway) and pushing 30. My drug history started around 2005...or rather, opiate history. Before that, I was a drunkard and, leading up to 2006 or so, a daily dope smoker (this also included chips with DXM, LSA and whatever else...no hard drugs really, though). Started with kratom, which I still do and like, and a brief period with poppy pods.
Now, kratom wasn't a big problem at all, really. But then the Krypton extract was introduced, and I was instantly hooked-NOT knowing that it contained not only kratom, but some weird tramadol analogue mambo-jumbo as well! It had some serious mental side effects on me...almost threw me in the psyche ward twice, major psychotic episodes etc....and this was all due to WD's I believe...having stopped smoking hash years before because that also triggered psychotic state, well I think the same thing happened here since I was, at the time before Krypton, not used to heavy WD's. Mind you, all I had before that was friggin thai kratom in leaf form.
But then kratom was outlawed in DK (I am sure it had to do with krypton), and I couldn't deal with the PAWS. No big suprise there, I guess. I ordered some safely from Sweden, but then it got outlawed there tooo. In fact, I think 7 people DIED from a combo of krypton and other things. The paws led me to poppy pods, which started as a recreational thing. But after attending art school in Sweden, things hit the skids. I was not accepted for either my work or my persona (tho I try to be a nice guy, I really do) and the stress was killing me. So in the middle of first semester, I had a nervous breakdown. Because of this I started pods daily, until no more pods could be found (outta season and whatnot). And thus me and a mate (known him since we were kids, raging alcoholic and young bum) started copping methadone and whatever else pharma opie we could find off the streets. Copenhagen is a big drug town, mind you.
So the methadone thing went on for months, then back to pods. No longer going to school at this point, but working at a local supermarket. Bummer. Totally addicted to pods, like 50 or more fresh giants a dose. During one night of intense withdrawal, I tried to drink it away. Waking up hangover with no money or other means to get pods, I went straight to hospital and from there, went on a Suboxone program. No longer working at this point, being financially supported by parents (as I still am). But the sub did help, and I have no idea why I got off them and quit the program. But I did, and started with pharms again. This time not so much dones, but more morphine and other strong painkillers, at at times dope. But that world was so shady and harsh and I can be sensitive...so I quit all this, just in time for a new poppy season. Christ...
And that's where I am now, and the poppy season is out again. I have no real will to go on a sub program again (and def. not done), and neither do I wanna start street copping again. Fuck that. We'll see what happens.
I'm not crying my eyes out here or looking for sympathy, just writing a lil of my background druggie story, as I think it is important now that I am a posting member of this board. So you know who and what I am.
Cheers, I'm happy to be here. These boards are great!
So it finally happened-I decided to register sometime ago, because this forum just has all the answers, and so many experienced people with good answer. This is valuable for me, as my own doc knows nada about, say, opiates and I am not in a drug-using circle except for dope smokers (weed, hashish and skunk is what this city of Copenhagen is known for to other Scandihoovians/Europeans, if not as much so as the Netherlands).
I am a guy (I don't know if that's made obvious yet, but a good fact to know anyway) and pushing 30. My drug history started around 2005...or rather, opiate history. Before that, I was a drunkard and, leading up to 2006 or so, a daily dope smoker (this also included chips with DXM, LSA and whatever else...no hard drugs really, though). Started with kratom, which I still do and like, and a brief period with poppy pods.
Now, kratom wasn't a big problem at all, really. But then the Krypton extract was introduced, and I was instantly hooked-NOT knowing that it contained not only kratom, but some weird tramadol analogue mambo-jumbo as well! It had some serious mental side effects on me...almost threw me in the psyche ward twice, major psychotic episodes etc....and this was all due to WD's I believe...having stopped smoking hash years before because that also triggered psychotic state, well I think the same thing happened here since I was, at the time before Krypton, not used to heavy WD's. Mind you, all I had before that was friggin thai kratom in leaf form.
But then kratom was outlawed in DK (I am sure it had to do with krypton), and I couldn't deal with the PAWS. No big suprise there, I guess. I ordered some safely from Sweden, but then it got outlawed there tooo. In fact, I think 7 people DIED from a combo of krypton and other things. The paws led me to poppy pods, which started as a recreational thing. But after attending art school in Sweden, things hit the skids. I was not accepted for either my work or my persona (tho I try to be a nice guy, I really do) and the stress was killing me. So in the middle of first semester, I had a nervous breakdown. Because of this I started pods daily, until no more pods could be found (outta season and whatnot). And thus me and a mate (known him since we were kids, raging alcoholic and young bum) started copping methadone and whatever else pharma opie we could find off the streets. Copenhagen is a big drug town, mind you.
So the methadone thing went on for months, then back to pods. No longer going to school at this point, but working at a local supermarket. Bummer. Totally addicted to pods, like 50 or more fresh giants a dose. During one night of intense withdrawal, I tried to drink it away. Waking up hangover with no money or other means to get pods, I went straight to hospital and from there, went on a Suboxone program. No longer working at this point, being financially supported by parents (as I still am). But the sub did help, and I have no idea why I got off them and quit the program. But I did, and started with pharms again. This time not so much dones, but more morphine and other strong painkillers, at at times dope. But that world was so shady and harsh and I can be sensitive...so I quit all this, just in time for a new poppy season. Christ...
And that's where I am now, and the poppy season is out again. I have no real will to go on a sub program again (and def. not done), and neither do I wanna start street copping again. Fuck that. We'll see what happens.
I'm not crying my eyes out here or looking for sympathy, just writing a lil of my background druggie story, as I think it is important now that I am a posting member of this board. So you know who and what I am.
Cheers, I'm happy to be here. These boards are great!
