I was a young mother when I found this site, googling how to shoot up Dilaudid as a 17-year-old new mom. I’ve been lurking here for—I swear—longer than 2010. Honestly, I think since 2007. I’ve made many, many accounts and lost access to each, but that’s not why I’m writing this.
CaptainHeroin has been around—sorry, had been around—this site for me just as long as I’ve known of its existence. I’m sure lots of longtime users recognize the name. I don’t know how many times that guy saved my life. Me too though, by the way, brother. I got my plated gold ticket about four years ago. At first, I thought I’d found the answer to my life, but then everything got so much worse from there.
I wanted to talk when I found out, but I never even tried. I haven’t made an account on this site for years, since I stopped caring about asking questions I knew he’d already answered.
I don’t know how I haven’t experienced another user on this site dying, but I was basically in love with the smart-ass. Truly gay or not, I thought about that dude’s words probably every day. I never knew what he looked like, and I don’t think he knew I was one person behind, like, I don’t know… four or five accounts.
I’ve been looking for the guy since I created this new account and just couldn’t find him because I was using the member search for his name rather than the regular search. Honestly, I can’t believe no one has made a shrine.
I wish I could have told him all the things he taught me—not even about the dope man, but about being safe, using more than just whatever equipment is on hand, and preparing for future screw-ups. He even helped me with my first set of bupe shots when I was trying to get clean.
Last I heard, he was on like 0.25 mcg of bupe a day.
I’m so fucking sorry you’re gone, H.
Maybe it’s truly time I hang my bag for good. I’m 35 now. I’ve been doing this almost 20 years. There isn’t a better candidate to lose their life than where I currently sit.
Getting clean is easy now; with DT meds it’s barely noticeable anymore. It’s staying away from the dope that’s the problem. Because yeah, H is my DOC. In reality, all drugs are my DOC. I’m a little fiend, man. I’ll shoot water if I don’t have anything else.
That’s why all I’ve been able to accomplish is faking being sober for over eight years. I’ve truly only gone a few months at a time, never ever over a year.
But I’m going to try harder than I ever have.
RIP Professor Captain. Sorry, dude.