My honeymoon with Meth + Vicodin lasted for maybe 6 months, before I stepped it up to Meth + Oxy. Only took a few weeks for me to ditch the Meth and get into an exclusive relationship with Oxy. Was pushin E at the time, at a huge profit margin, so my honeymoon with Oxy lasted for almost 2 years. Never once got sick, because I always had it. Finally spent my re-up money on OC and it was all downhill from there. Watched my bank account dwindle almost in a third person type of fashion. Wound up in detox where I was molested by one of the doctors and shot up in the ass with a drug I absolutely did not need (can't recall what it was, but the nurse fucked up and gave me the wrong stuff) made the WDs even worse. Was on 160mg+ a day, but the dumb fucks said that because I was only 18 at the time I shouldn't need suboxone or benzos, made me go cold turkey, said I should, "bounce right back". Then had the audacity to send a bill to collections for $3,350 a year later.
All that said, I still think discovering Opiates was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I just need to get myself back on MMT and be responsible about it. Guess I'm just a masochist or something, who knows. I hate the idea of being a slave to a substance, but strong Opiates 100% cure my debilitating anxiety, panic attacks, insomnia and the depression those symptoms cause.