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How Did You Get Introduced To Your Drug Of Choice?

I can't decide what my DOC would be...

When I was 14 I found a box of Endone (Oxycodone IR) pills in the bathroom cupboard (From my mother's operation a year previously, so I don't feel bad about taking them, I do wonder if I "should" though). I'd never even had a drink at that point, somehow I had the vague idea you could get high from them, and I was curious. I spent a few weeks researching it and then a friend and I each did 20mg... That was three and a half years ago, and I can count the number of times I've done any of the harder opiates on one hand (Oxy twice, heroin twice), although I have done a fair bit of codeine. But I think opiates would still be my drug of choice as far as the high goes... you always remember your first time! Incidentally I'm getting 60mg of oxy tomorrow :)

Shortly after the oxy, I discovered benzos. I found a bottle of 100 2mg clonazepam pills at my grandmother's, I'm rather ashamed to say that I took a few, and soon after I went back for a few more (never more than 2 or 3 out of 100) after a while I noticed that she was massively overprescribed, while it's no defense, she gets 200mg every two months and took 1mg a day... and had all the backed up supply.. When I realised that the floodgates opened. I chipped for a year or so, fell into daily use and after a few months of that I found myself expelled, and arrested. So I have a love/hate relationship with clonazepam. I certainly don't trust myself with it these days.

And then we come to weed, the most benign of the drugs I like. It's really my DOC by default, my father gives me a quarter every few weeks, and I know that I can use it relatively consistently without anything horrible happening. Although don't get me wrong, I do enjoy it a lot, it just doesn't excite me like opiates, or ... do what benzos do.
 
My introduction is a little odd. Was always a drinker but didnt even start drinking till I was 17 but my mate who i still my best friend to this day was always the stoner at parties I would go to.

I'd always heard that smoking pot for the 1st time when ur drunk makes u spin out and vomit so as I was curious we shed a day for me to try it. Smoked a J that had maybe a gram of outdoor but it didnt do anything, maybe i was over thinking about it.

The next time I tried anything I was out with another mate and we decided to try e (dont ask me why) Didnt have any connections other than my mate so we gave this guy $ to go and get for us and bring it back but he called up and said it fell through.
We decided to give another guy $ to get us some speed which he got. So we smoked a J (got stoned this time) and then snorted the gram of speed between 3 of us, Was wired as when the 1st guy came back and said it came through after all so we dropped a whole Green Euro (2001).
20 minutes later it hit us like Hard. Went out in the city and my Bets mate wanted more speed and I kind of knew a guy who worked on the door of a club who set me up with this dodgy gangsta (note: very fucken dodgy) who said he'd just ran out of speed but had this other shit which was almost the same.
Bought the shit and went back to mate who said it was Acid (nieve I know) and we dropped that.
Had the best night ever but as it was my first time trippin on weed, speed, E and lsd I didnt know which shit was doing what to me!

Took me about 2 months of trying it all in dif combos or by themselve to work it out.

The rest is history.

I was 19 at the time which im thankfull i waited as I dont think getting as retarded as we did (do) would be good for a growing brain.
 
My girlfriends older sister called me and asked me to help her get home cause she was drunk. When I got there to help her we talked a little bit and she asked what drugs I did and I told her I hadn't done any so then she pulls out a bag of six white pills. Ecstasy. At first I didn't want to do it cause I had no idea what it was so I pretended to swallow one. Later in the night I saw how much fun she was having on it so I took my pill and that threw me into the drug world.
 
My DOC would be opiates. My friend who was also my neighbor introduced me to them. He used to slang weed, so sometimes I would call him to get weed and he would sound all fucked up. I asked him what he was on and he said oxycontin. I had no idea what it was. Later on I saw him at school and he told me he had some 20mg oxy's and if I wanted to buy some. I said "sure" and I bought one off him. I went home and snorted about half of it and I got so fucked up, it was scary. I thought I was going to O.D. and while the high was good, it was kind of too strong and unpleasant. After that I would go over to his house and he would always have tons of oxy and would offer me some. Sometimes I would decline because the high would be too strong and I was scared I was going to stop breathing and die. Eventually I started saying yes and I started liking the high more and more..........and than I became an opiate junky.....than heroin came on the scene.....and my life went to shit
 
Ecstasy. Well MDMA, but the first time I took ecstasy it was MDEA. So I guess MDxx. But anyway, I asked a friend to introduce me to it, and he did woooooh haha.
 
It's a tie between Cannabis & MDMA <3

I first smoked weed with some friends when I was 13 years old. We skipped school that day and hung out at my friends house. Both my friends already smoked so they offered it to me and I have loved it ever since. Can't believe that was 7 years ago!

I knew alittle about E before I decided to try it and had heard mainly positive things about it. I picked some up from a friend before heading to my first rave. Took 2 and waited....and waited. Now looking back, I think my problem was that I didn't know what feeling I was looking for. Feeling discouraged, I bought another one from a friend who happened to be there. Took it and not 15 minutes later felt it hit me like a ton of bricks. I ended up having one of the greatest nights of my life that night. That was last summer, looking forward to my one year at the end of june :D!
 
As many opiophiles have stated, most of us fall in love with the first type of opiate we used recreationally. Mine was Vicodin that was Rx'ed by a dentist after a tooth extraction. One night I popped 4 of the 5mg/500 Vikes on an empty stomach and I felt a small piece of heaven. I repeated this quite often over the next month, untill the day came where the feeling wasn't the same(horrible day for opiophiles). I moved on to 10/350 from a internet source, then 80mg OC's from the same internet source...and now I get my chiva from the dealers in Chicago. I do not shoot, but I have a feeling that is the only way I'll ever experience feeling that compare to that first month on hydrocodone. Although I say I'll try everything once, I think I'm going to wait till retirement to IV. It's simply a line my brain will not allow me to cross, nor do I really want to...but when my 60th B-Day comes along...I'll give it a whirl. If I become an addict as an old man...who the frack cares? LOL
 
My friend asked me if I wanted to try some black tar. I was in a bad mood at school and there were still 3 periods left so I said sure then smoked up in the bathroom. gooood day :D
 
Bluelight. They said Tram sucked. But some liked it. Tram is legal so I tried it. :D
I've been the token Tram girl pretty much ever since!
 
Curiosity, mainly. I smoked weed because I was just so damn curious how a plant could make you happy.

I got into xanax because I wanted to get high but had no weed left (off xanax now).
 
The rave scene got me into MDMA, and I always wanted to try LSD, MDMA just helped loosen me up to actually take it.
 
I'm not sure where I first heard of mescaline, but I remember reading about it online a few years back when I was first looking up ways to get high (thanks to a lack of contacts). Found out that it was from a cactus & that cactus could be bought legally online...
 
Long time ago after an outdoor concert, I picked up this dude hitchhiking. We got to chatting and he said he had some methadone biscuits. Gave my Bro a 40mg bisq and within 30 min he was slammin and liking it. Dude says well if you like this kinda high you'll love heroin. Heroin did ya say? Hmmmmm. I had just sold a pound of dank and gotten paid for the concert gig. I had a pile of cash on me and I asked where can we get some? He said well best place is down to the city (NYC)> So we detoured and 2 and 1/2 hours or so later, we were down in NYC at a famous little park. I coughed up half a G and my man comes back fallin out with a large piece of dope wrapped in foil and in baggie. We head out of town, stop at gas station up the parkway and I get high by sticking my arm out into the cubicle eyes closed. Boom, I'm rippin. We take off up the parkway. It's now early morn sunday and out of no where the waterpump craps out in the whip. State cop comes along and calls us a wrecker. In this day and age we'd have been busted big time, cause we were torqued but Statie dude had no clue except that we were not drinking. The wrecker hooks up the car and tows us and I can remember the flashing lights and not knowing if I was going backwards or forwards. Drops us at some station where the owner says you can sleep in the cars till someone comes for you cause the car can't be fixed till Monday earliest. So, we get reslammed a few times till someone comes for us and I get me a large piece of dope. I'm sure i got ripped by the dude but I didn't know and was thrilled with what I had. That lasted me and bro about a week and half of constant noddin and was the begining of a long love affair that continues (the love anyways) to this day.
 
Now I really don't have a DOC, my ADD allows me to jump all over... on this last run opiates were what I used the most... I got methadone from a guy at work, then one of my good friends introduced me to that boy, and then I was off from there...
 
WOO WOO, feel the love of Opiates or Opium lol.
I stumbled upon my doc that I have been obsessed with since 1999, actually in 1994 when my whole colon was taken out and I was on the "Love" morphine pump all week long and I pushed that button each and everytime I could. Oh that lovely huge syrette that looked like a HUGE needle in the middle locked in that pump. I was taken WELL care of by my cool colon specialist for pain and the peace of mind knowing I would not have to have a "shitbag" all my life, because I was going to suicide immediately at my pos local hospital if I was stuck there. Well long story short. I came to a "merging point in my life" in 1999 when I got fed up with catching std's from "ha ha fucking up a storm until I broke a bed lol". I was lucky the first nasty one I got was cured by a huge antibiotic and a weeks supply of smaller dose. Then I finally decided I had enough of crappy booze and binge drinking.

One day I had some vicodin sitting around after catching the worst case of genital warts in the world, at least in my opinion. The "captain" lol from bevis and butthead episode had developed the warts an inch down into my pee hole, so as to freak me out and go to the county health dept. I ended up lucky again, to find a specialist in urology who sure yanked em all by laser surgery. I woke up in pain with a catheter in me that got clogged twice in middle of night, ugggh that was horrid. THen when I finally had it taken out and my stiches removed, my "captain" looked horrible. It came back again a month or so later and I had to have a minor surgery done again. Turns out, I'm basically screwed like someone with hiv, yet surprisingly I am hiv NEG. Yet my urologist said, genital warts are like a virus like hiv is a virus with no cure yet. So supposedly even though Its under control and in remission, I have to see him every 6 months or every year to make sure it didn't come back again.

So with that in mind and me feeling so great back then on vicodin, I loved actually that it killed my sex drive, I was like F sex, who needs that when Opiates give you more comfort etc than boring sex. So I became obsessed with Opiates and every possible way to find em. Finally I found my home with the online rop's pharms. Damn, I miss the lovely "vicodin glory days of 2004". Now everytime I see mr watson's limo "fed ex express trucks", I instantly get an "Opiate boner" and wish to bust outta the "maint opies" handcuffs I'm in and rush back to strong Opiates. Today has been "mayday monday" from friggin hell and I just want to fuck up all myself and get high as a fucking KITE!!!!!!!!!! lol mmmm ha ha.

I see my psych doc in a week and I"m gonna try to get him to way up my Ativan so my "manic" in depression is calmed down much better.
 
While I was studying at uni, I worked part-time as an escort (which is legal in my country) to make some extra cash. One client, who has been a close dealer to me ever since, paid me with a point of meth and a pipe. I tried it and fell in love with the drug. Soon, I wasn't escorting for just for cash. I was escorting for cash to buy more meth! :\
 
^ What a prick....or at least thats the first thing that runs through my socially conditioned brain.

Im glad I can put the blame all on myself...I was already addicted to opiates for like 6 years and was paying triple digit sums for my daily alottment of pills, but always knew just a few happy meals worth of cash could do the trick with H.

So i convinced my friends when they drove 9 hours on a coke run next time to bring me with to find H......and I did, after that other local dealers (aside from my friends, not me, I dont deal) followed suit in diversitizing their powder portfolio's.....

*Edit when I say other local dealers im not saying that in an inclusive way,
 
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