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Hey guys , I've never been one much for going on about myself , but I'll do my best with some history and how i crash landed on bluelight 
I probably have more pharmaceutical knowledge than most pharmacists , as most of you guys here probably do lol , I have a near encyclopedic knowledge of every mind altering substance introduced to the western world post 1900's
, from Psychedelics to SSRI's and everything in-between ( and of course 1898 bayer Heroin 8( )
Like most, my DOC was the malevolent opiate (surprise , LIE being called heroin highway now ? ) . It's been a 5 year + battle since I was 14/16 . 14 I had my first experience with Vicodin when my dad had a hernia operation , and didn't take any of his meds . I took 2 750's and threw up violently for the rest of the day lol and I hadn't touched them again until high school when they began being taken recreationally . Then came along my wisdom teeth , where I got my first script for vicodin , and it goes downhill from there .
The bottle that was supposed to last 3 weeks or so , was gone in maybe 4-5 days ? I was popping one at community service every 2 hours , when I woke up , before I went to sleep , and whenever I could find time to eat another one . That was probably the most enjoyable 4-5 days I've ever had ( disgusting I know ) . 96 hours of floating on a cloud in a blanket with waves of euphoria and close-eyed dreams . Soon the bottle was empty . This was a problem.
I'll shorten the rest since it'd already longer than I planned and I'm not even 17 in the story yet haha , anyway of course I graduated to percs , to blues , which i was snorting up to 120-150 mg a day , driving 45 Minutes to east islip to my dealer who became one of my good friends of course . After work every day , copping , pulling over on a side block , sniffing em and blasting tupac %) smoking newports , strangely I do miss those feelings , but I guess not what came along with it.
Soon came the heroin , soon the needle , soon the long sleeves in the summer ,soon came the unemployment , loss of every desire in life except getting heroin , soon the googling of pawn shops from Seldon to Nassau .
At 20 My parents kicked me out of the house after I crashed my car nodding out . My sneaky druggie mind quickly smashed my left side view mirror and tossed it in the bushes , and when the cops came I said I got side swiped and pushed into the parked car on the side of the highway , and the car didn't stop . I was taken to the hospital and giving a script of 20 valium lol ,ridiculous . Anyway I got away with it .
Now 1 day homeless , and have been wanting to stop using for a while , My ex girlfriend drove me to queens where I stayed in faiths hope crisis center for 2 weeks until my insurance came through . Strangely i was more comfortable being the only white kid in the crisis center , then I was anywhere in my neighborhood . I got a bed at St.Christophers inn , upstate New York where I finished my 90 days ( Jan 29 - May 4 ) , and thanks god I've managed to stay clean since .
My ex girl ( fucking saint ) , drove me to queens , then came back from the island , took me to garrison NY where I was sent back originally from St. Chris's because I had marijuana still in my system , took me BACK to the crisis center , and did that again a week later where I passed the drug tests and finally stayed . I owe that girl immensely , the selflessness almost makes me tear today >_< .
Well that's my story ,Now 21 Coming up on 10 months clean (I Do still occasionally drink, maybe 2 times a month at most ) and I do really feel great , thanks to a lot of great people , along with many inspirational stories from blue light as well .4 years of lurking I figured it's about time to finally join
Thanks for reading, if you tolerated all the run-on sentances lol .
Much love.-Rob
I probably have more pharmaceutical knowledge than most pharmacists , as most of you guys here probably do lol , I have a near encyclopedic knowledge of every mind altering substance introduced to the western world post 1900's
, from Psychedelics to SSRI's and everything in-between ( and of course 1898 bayer Heroin 8( )Like most, my DOC was the malevolent opiate (surprise , LIE being called heroin highway now ? ) . It's been a 5 year + battle since I was 14/16 . 14 I had my first experience with Vicodin when my dad had a hernia operation , and didn't take any of his meds . I took 2 750's and threw up violently for the rest of the day lol and I hadn't touched them again until high school when they began being taken recreationally . Then came along my wisdom teeth , where I got my first script for vicodin , and it goes downhill from there .
The bottle that was supposed to last 3 weeks or so , was gone in maybe 4-5 days ? I was popping one at community service every 2 hours , when I woke up , before I went to sleep , and whenever I could find time to eat another one . That was probably the most enjoyable 4-5 days I've ever had ( disgusting I know ) . 96 hours of floating on a cloud in a blanket with waves of euphoria and close-eyed dreams . Soon the bottle was empty . This was a problem.
I'll shorten the rest since it'd already longer than I planned and I'm not even 17 in the story yet haha , anyway of course I graduated to percs , to blues , which i was snorting up to 120-150 mg a day , driving 45 Minutes to east islip to my dealer who became one of my good friends of course . After work every day , copping , pulling over on a side block , sniffing em and blasting tupac %) smoking newports , strangely I do miss those feelings , but I guess not what came along with it.
Soon came the heroin , soon the needle , soon the long sleeves in the summer ,soon came the unemployment , loss of every desire in life except getting heroin , soon the googling of pawn shops from Seldon to Nassau .
At 20 My parents kicked me out of the house after I crashed my car nodding out . My sneaky druggie mind quickly smashed my left side view mirror and tossed it in the bushes , and when the cops came I said I got side swiped and pushed into the parked car on the side of the highway , and the car didn't stop . I was taken to the hospital and giving a script of 20 valium lol ,ridiculous . Anyway I got away with it .
Now 1 day homeless , and have been wanting to stop using for a while , My ex girlfriend drove me to queens where I stayed in faiths hope crisis center for 2 weeks until my insurance came through . Strangely i was more comfortable being the only white kid in the crisis center , then I was anywhere in my neighborhood . I got a bed at St.Christophers inn , upstate New York where I finished my 90 days ( Jan 29 - May 4 ) , and thanks god I've managed to stay clean since .
My ex girl ( fucking saint ) , drove me to queens , then came back from the island , took me to garrison NY where I was sent back originally from St. Chris's because I had marijuana still in my system , took me BACK to the crisis center , and did that again a week later where I passed the drug tests and finally stayed . I owe that girl immensely , the selflessness almost makes me tear today >_< .
Well that's my story ,Now 21 Coming up on 10 months clean (I Do still occasionally drink, maybe 2 times a month at most ) and I do really feel great , thanks to a lot of great people , along with many inspirational stories from blue light as well .4 years of lurking I figured it's about time to finally join
Thanks for reading, if you tolerated all the run-on sentances lol .
Much love.-Rob
