ykm420
Bluelighter
Experienced -IV MXE - 300mg~ Hospital time blackout
Well, let me first start out by saying I'm a recovering junkie, I was DEEPLY dependent on opiates (IV heroin/oxymorphone) and MADLY in love with cocaine and xanax. If you've ever shot H and morphone in the same rig, my god, what a rush. Odd thing about my cocaine use was not being hooked on the drug so much as I was to the most amazing bellringers ever, I still crave for it to this day.
Now, onto my story- I managed to get myself off the massive cocaine use and 20mg Alprazolam addiction for a couple months before getting off opiates. Suboxone saved my life and I'm very thankful for that. As time went on, and the days of bring sober accumulated, I had no idea how to deal with life without drugs.
Life started to spiral when I started taking tons of somas each day, and when I found my very first legit RC supplier. I ordered a gram my first time around of mxe in the purest of form, what I thought would last me a week or two, only was there for 3 days. Never snorted it, I thought I would I.M. My first dose, once I had my 50mg shot ready, the needle went straight for my vein, not muscle. I instantly fell in love. My next order was for 6 grams, got it shipped overnight, and binged.
I was shooting 100mg shots and holing out for most of the day. Id just scoop the powder from the bag using the back end of tweezers and it always served well. It got to the point where I would be able to slam 100mg, and be completely coherent an 30-45min later. I've had some of the most profound trips of my life IV'ing MxE.
Now, on to the faithful night, I had been slamming mxe most the day, and was ready for my next adventure. I head into my bathroom with all the essentials, except my measuring tool. But hey, there's scissors in here, that'll do it. So, I scoop it out and it's just an absurd amount. Oh well I think to myself, i'll just slam this heroic dose and jump onto my bed as quickly as possible (a 5 second walk n i'd be covered up).. Well, that's not how things went down.
Apparently, as soon as I got it in my vein, I just fucking buckled, needle on the sink, me on the floor completely incoherent. Now I'm telling you all this from the point of view from my father, since I was in a completely different realm since I blacked the fuck out for about 5 hours.
I remember I guess when I wasn't completely blacked out anymore seeing NOTHING but white, my dads face to my left, my grandmas to tbe right. Now, I seriously thought I was just tripping sack, but I could smell.my dads Copenhagen when I looked at him, and my grandmas perfume when I looked at her. Blackout again, restrained to the bed, wrists and feet, again nothing but white light, this time I see and HPD officer in theroom so I lifted up and got close as I child to him and just started mad dogging him like no other, very angrily, blackout again. As I stated, I just thought I was in another realm, so I kept trying to get out of bed to go smoke a cigarette, and kept getting THROWN back onto the bed, this happened several times, another blackout.. This time I came to seeing nothing but light still and about people, 4 male nurses, one female, and two HPD officers, ripping off my shorts and boxers and jamming a catheter into me while restrained, it was horrific. I'm nearly 100% sure stuck their finger up my ass, too. It hurt like hell and I recall being petrified and closing my eyes hoping I'd come to soon enough.. I feel as though I was raped in a way, I was restrained, and held down by5 grown men as they stripped me naked and did what they did.. When I finally came out of it, my pops was at my side and we talked about things, what happened, and I told him I needed rehab.
Either way, I'm glad it happened when it did, I moved about 2 hours away to stay with my mom and do AA. I've been clean since. I needed out of that life and was living with her the very next day.
Well, let me first start out by saying I'm a recovering junkie, I was DEEPLY dependent on opiates (IV heroin/oxymorphone) and MADLY in love with cocaine and xanax. If you've ever shot H and morphone in the same rig, my god, what a rush. Odd thing about my cocaine use was not being hooked on the drug so much as I was to the most amazing bellringers ever, I still crave for it to this day.
Now, onto my story- I managed to get myself off the massive cocaine use and 20mg Alprazolam addiction for a couple months before getting off opiates. Suboxone saved my life and I'm very thankful for that. As time went on, and the days of bring sober accumulated, I had no idea how to deal with life without drugs.
Life started to spiral when I started taking tons of somas each day, and when I found my very first legit RC supplier. I ordered a gram my first time around of mxe in the purest of form, what I thought would last me a week or two, only was there for 3 days. Never snorted it, I thought I would I.M. My first dose, once I had my 50mg shot ready, the needle went straight for my vein, not muscle. I instantly fell in love. My next order was for 6 grams, got it shipped overnight, and binged.
I was shooting 100mg shots and holing out for most of the day. Id just scoop the powder from the bag using the back end of tweezers and it always served well. It got to the point where I would be able to slam 100mg, and be completely coherent an 30-45min later. I've had some of the most profound trips of my life IV'ing MxE.
Now, on to the faithful night, I had been slamming mxe most the day, and was ready for my next adventure. I head into my bathroom with all the essentials, except my measuring tool. But hey, there's scissors in here, that'll do it. So, I scoop it out and it's just an absurd amount. Oh well I think to myself, i'll just slam this heroic dose and jump onto my bed as quickly as possible (a 5 second walk n i'd be covered up).. Well, that's not how things went down.
Apparently, as soon as I got it in my vein, I just fucking buckled, needle on the sink, me on the floor completely incoherent. Now I'm telling you all this from the point of view from my father, since I was in a completely different realm since I blacked the fuck out for about 5 hours.
I remember I guess when I wasn't completely blacked out anymore seeing NOTHING but white, my dads face to my left, my grandmas to tbe right. Now, I seriously thought I was just tripping sack, but I could smell.my dads Copenhagen when I looked at him, and my grandmas perfume when I looked at her. Blackout again, restrained to the bed, wrists and feet, again nothing but white light, this time I see and HPD officer in theroom so I lifted up and got close as I child to him and just started mad dogging him like no other, very angrily, blackout again. As I stated, I just thought I was in another realm, so I kept trying to get out of bed to go smoke a cigarette, and kept getting THROWN back onto the bed, this happened several times, another blackout.. This time I came to seeing nothing but light still and about people, 4 male nurses, one female, and two HPD officers, ripping off my shorts and boxers and jamming a catheter into me while restrained, it was horrific. I'm nearly 100% sure stuck their finger up my ass, too. It hurt like hell and I recall being petrified and closing my eyes hoping I'd come to soon enough.. I feel as though I was raped in a way, I was restrained, and held down by5 grown men as they stripped me naked and did what they did.. When I finally came out of it, my pops was at my side and we talked about things, what happened, and I told him I needed rehab.
Either way, I'm glad it happened when it did, I moved about 2 hours away to stay with my mom and do AA. I've been clean since. I needed out of that life and was living with her the very next day.
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