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A week ago today began my experience with hard drugs. I came home from work, and a friend of mine had suggested doing MDMAs. She was quite experienced with E, but had never done any pure caps. I had never touched anything harder then pot. I didn't work for another 3 days, so I said why not.
At 10 PM we took our first cap. It was just the two of us taking them at first, but there were four other people there as well, her boyfriend, and three of our friends.
About an hour in, I was starting to feel it, and my another friend had decided to take a cap too. The high kind of felt like a warmer pot high at first. It felt like heat was spreading from my brain, throughout my head, to my shoulder blades. It was nice, but not what I was expecting. Me, and the two friends who popped with me all migrated upstairs to my room, and we were chilling there. By about 12 the high had started it's upward climb and I was feeling great. Incredibly relaxed, centered, and enjoying the pleasure of the company.
At 1 my friend's boyfriend had come to join us upstairs, and the other two left. For ease of writing this, I'm going to call the boyfriend (who is also a very close friend, for your reference) John, my other friend Jane, and the third friend Joanne. John convinced us to let him have a cap (we were wary because he is a heroine addict (he hasn't done it in years, but he still craves). It hit him around 2 in the same kind of way that it hit me.
So we were all quite high, very much enjoying ourselves in the incredibly calm atmosphere. We had the ambient music channel on, and my snake was climbing the walls in it's aquarium. We had poppers going around, though I hadn't tried them yet because at that point I wanted to experience a solely MDMA high, and I didn't want to try anything else.
And then came out the coke. Joanne had some left over from her last excursion, and offered us some. I said fuck it to my E only high, and took the first line (Now, again for your reference, this is coke that had came right off the block. The purest available in the city, I believe 96%, cut only with ether). And GOD DAMN. I was alive. All of the fear went out of me, I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me as thought I had just chugged a rockstar. It was unbelievable. The first thing I do is decide to try the poppers, any anxiousness I felt was gone. I did it and for those thirty seconds I was in pure bliss.
The coke got passed around, everyone did a line, 45 minutes later everyone did another line. We were all just chilling with each other, talking, bonding, feeling more comfortable with each other then ever before. Jane actually took her shirt off because she was over heating. It was just a beautiful experience. At about 6 in the morning we decided to do it again the following night. We called the dealing at 8 in the morning, and by 9 we had an 8 ball and 12 more caps.
We took a break during the day, we each got a few hours of sleep and then at about 6ish we took another cap. There were two more people this time, we'll call them Creeper and Douche. We were all still chilling in my room, and basically doing the same thing as the night before.
The atmosphere had changed with the addition of two more people, Douche was doing the same drugs as us, and Creeper was just smoking pot. We were all just kind of lazing around doing nothing but enjoying ourselves. It was still a good high, but it wasn't to the level of the night before. The comfort level was lowered immensly, and we couldn't just enjoy ourselves. At about 1 am, Creeper went home, and John decided he was too tired to go on and went to sleep. Me and Jane left Douche and Joanne to watch a movie and moved downstairs taking with us another cap each, about a gram of coke, and the poppers.
We each took our cap, and once we were feeling the high from that hitting us strong again, we started on the coke. We'd do a line, take the poppers, and just fucking enjoy ourselves. There wasn't much coke between the two of us, so we paced ourselves pretty well, and finished up the last of the coke at around 6 in the morning. Then we both just crashed and slept for about 5 hours. We spent the next two days unwinding.
All in all, it was fucking fanstastic. In total I did 6 caps of E, and probably about 15-20 lines of coke.
Now, I have a couple of questions.
First off, how dangerous is an experience like we had? I know that there are risks with any drug, but is there anything we should know about using the two together?
We're also all quite jonesing to do it again. I think we've all decided that it was the coke that we're wanting so much. Is having strong cravings almost a week after normal?
My last question is what period of time we should wait before doing it again? John, the one who has experienced addiction the worst of us is saying we should do it only once a year. Jane, who is craving the worst of us, is saying that it should be sooner then that. The responsible part of me agrees with John, and I know it should be something special, but the rest of me wants to do it again tonight. I know that that's the drug talking, but I'd like some advice from a seasoned professional, or just someone who knows what they're talking about. I want to say 3 or 4 times a year, I personally think that it's a reasonable time frame, but I'm worried about the slippery slope that often comes with addictions. Any advice would be appreciated.
I guess that's it. Thank you muchly for reading.
At 10 PM we took our first cap. It was just the two of us taking them at first, but there were four other people there as well, her boyfriend, and three of our friends.
About an hour in, I was starting to feel it, and my another friend had decided to take a cap too. The high kind of felt like a warmer pot high at first. It felt like heat was spreading from my brain, throughout my head, to my shoulder blades. It was nice, but not what I was expecting. Me, and the two friends who popped with me all migrated upstairs to my room, and we were chilling there. By about 12 the high had started it's upward climb and I was feeling great. Incredibly relaxed, centered, and enjoying the pleasure of the company.
At 1 my friend's boyfriend had come to join us upstairs, and the other two left. For ease of writing this, I'm going to call the boyfriend (who is also a very close friend, for your reference) John, my other friend Jane, and the third friend Joanne. John convinced us to let him have a cap (we were wary because he is a heroine addict (he hasn't done it in years, but he still craves). It hit him around 2 in the same kind of way that it hit me.
So we were all quite high, very much enjoying ourselves in the incredibly calm atmosphere. We had the ambient music channel on, and my snake was climbing the walls in it's aquarium. We had poppers going around, though I hadn't tried them yet because at that point I wanted to experience a solely MDMA high, and I didn't want to try anything else.
And then came out the coke. Joanne had some left over from her last excursion, and offered us some. I said fuck it to my E only high, and took the first line (Now, again for your reference, this is coke that had came right off the block. The purest available in the city, I believe 96%, cut only with ether). And GOD DAMN. I was alive. All of the fear went out of me, I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me as thought I had just chugged a rockstar. It was unbelievable. The first thing I do is decide to try the poppers, any anxiousness I felt was gone. I did it and for those thirty seconds I was in pure bliss.
The coke got passed around, everyone did a line, 45 minutes later everyone did another line. We were all just chilling with each other, talking, bonding, feeling more comfortable with each other then ever before. Jane actually took her shirt off because she was over heating. It was just a beautiful experience. At about 6 in the morning we decided to do it again the following night. We called the dealing at 8 in the morning, and by 9 we had an 8 ball and 12 more caps.
We took a break during the day, we each got a few hours of sleep and then at about 6ish we took another cap. There were two more people this time, we'll call them Creeper and Douche. We were all still chilling in my room, and basically doing the same thing as the night before.
The atmosphere had changed with the addition of two more people, Douche was doing the same drugs as us, and Creeper was just smoking pot. We were all just kind of lazing around doing nothing but enjoying ourselves. It was still a good high, but it wasn't to the level of the night before. The comfort level was lowered immensly, and we couldn't just enjoy ourselves. At about 1 am, Creeper went home, and John decided he was too tired to go on and went to sleep. Me and Jane left Douche and Joanne to watch a movie and moved downstairs taking with us another cap each, about a gram of coke, and the poppers.
We each took our cap, and once we were feeling the high from that hitting us strong again, we started on the coke. We'd do a line, take the poppers, and just fucking enjoy ourselves. There wasn't much coke between the two of us, so we paced ourselves pretty well, and finished up the last of the coke at around 6 in the morning. Then we both just crashed and slept for about 5 hours. We spent the next two days unwinding.
All in all, it was fucking fanstastic. In total I did 6 caps of E, and probably about 15-20 lines of coke.
Now, I have a couple of questions.
First off, how dangerous is an experience like we had? I know that there are risks with any drug, but is there anything we should know about using the two together?
We're also all quite jonesing to do it again. I think we've all decided that it was the coke that we're wanting so much. Is having strong cravings almost a week after normal?
My last question is what period of time we should wait before doing it again? John, the one who has experienced addiction the worst of us is saying we should do it only once a year. Jane, who is craving the worst of us, is saying that it should be sooner then that. The responsible part of me agrees with John, and I know it should be something special, but the rest of me wants to do it again tonight. I know that that's the drug talking, but I'd like some advice from a seasoned professional, or just someone who knows what they're talking about. I want to say 3 or 4 times a year, I personally think that it's a reasonable time frame, but I'm worried about the slippery slope that often comes with addictions. Any advice would be appreciated.
I guess that's it. Thank you muchly for reading.
![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
and try to moderate your usage. More than two or three times a month of snorting cocaine is a lot I would say.
