BlueZirnitra
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I've discovered mephedrone fairly recently, and in a month or so, I would say around 20 grams has been purchased and used between me and roughly two other friends. I find I'm at the rational conclusion that I could have a problem with this drug. It brings an immense, positive, rushing wave of feelings like love, respect, understanding and contentment. Feelings that very quickly leave as the dose begins to wear off. At this point I find it hard to come to terms with the fact that I love my friends, and they love me, just a little less because the drug in fact made them love me more. I find it frustrating that we no longer have such an amazing understanding of each other's thoughts and feelings. I get feelings of loss, regret, the urge to chase the night and the bitter feeling that the friends who were the center of my world are a little more distant and I crave their affection again.
In short, im addicted to my friends and the incredible bonding that occurs on meph. The thought of doing it alone doesn't occur, and I am indifferent about the cost as long as I can secure a night with someone I appreciate. I find that the day after, everyone turns sensible and insists upon moderation in future, but then we find it extremely easy to get each other excited about meph again. We work together, so before we know it were bouncing through our shifts giddy with anticipation of doing it THAT NIGHT unless some immovable obstacle delays us.
One of my friends, male like me, freaked himself out on a mad night of booze and powder. He's not what I'd call educated or careful, and seems to have taken MDMA, mephedrone and alcohol with no respect for the qualities of each. He got "****** up" for the sake of it. Now he insists he won't do meph anymore. I'm ok with this because he brings the irresponsible bringing vibe, but I'm grateful for the unusually intense bonding we had on it. I feel like we'll always be something unique. He's a closed, guarded guy with a lot of bravado, but I've seen the loving, thoughtful guy beneath it. He reveals things about himself that make him vulnerable and likeable, and his bravado peels away to reveal an inherent honor. We have an understanding that couldn't have happened without drugs.
The other friend is a girl. I always thought she was attractive, then developed a crush on her. Without drugs, she is the most warm, sensitive, caring, giving, infectiously funny person i've ever been friends with. On mephedrone, shes perfect and almost overwhelmingly interesting. It seems imperative that I have her, because there is only one of her and every other woman is repulsively different. She is for all intents and purposes gay, and in a steady, meaningful relationship with another girl. However, she loves me, we have a pretty unique friendship, we talk about everything, but most notably, we feel giddy and excited around each other as we discover more about how close we are. It feels very similar to a relationship, although she has made it clear that we won't be together. She's incredibly feminine and "straight" seeming, as her sexuality seems to have to derived from the fact that all the men in her life have been disgusting disappointments. She finds men attractive, but the one time she had straight sex she hated it. She is intimidated by men. I feel like a protector, an example that men can be comforting and kind too, and I know she has almost never had a stable male presence in her life therefore I feel she is expressing all the childish playfulness, sisterly banter and vulnerable neediness that she has always lacked a stable male figure to aim at. I'm addicted to her. She gives almost everything of herself to me on meph. I feel like a dad, a brother and a boyfriend all at once and this stops me from being able to disengage and enter the rejection phase. The I want her on meph with me, which her girlfriend is ok with but not overly happy about. They have a very honest relationship and her girlfriend knows very well how close me and her are, but I don't see her enough because of how committed they are. Meph accelerates our relationship and makes up for lost time, but every time we do it, this nice, fit, healthy girl is portraying herself as more dependent and irresponsible.
I spend the night with her and feel the rush of being in love, and her intense closeness and comfort around me reinforces my wishful thinking and desire for her. Meph has turned a nice friendship into a complicated web of feelings that leave me reeling the next day. One minute I feel amazing, like we're building something special, and the selfish lust recedes allowing me to really respect the relationship she is already in. The next, I feel indifferent, or horrible. Horribly melancholic, because I've discovered an incredible l lifelong friend, a person that fills a gap I didn't know I had in my life, but I ache for more. Meph brings me to terms with how things are and brings us closer to an agreement as to where I stand and what the boundaries are, but also gives me a bizarre and selfish confidence that I can bring her round by showing her that some men are completely different, and that we're not all rough overbearing and insensitive. Meph makes her uninhibited, she tells me if she was into guys things would be different. It makes her playful and exciting. She is eager to be close to me, and tactile, while high.
In short, empathogens are making me harmfully addicted to my friends, even though I hate seeing them coming down and getting nosebleeds. I hate the awkward mutual rejection and inability to communicate meaningfully for a day or two. I feel like meph in particular is a fickle beast when it comes to influencing real life. One time I'll feel like some damage has been done to our relationship. Another, ill feel like we've learnt valuable things and grown closer. Either way, I feel like I need to spend obscene money on chem because I feel our friendship deserves nothing less than the occasionaleuphoric experience. I was warned not to do this with her, and I should have listened. I think meph is mimicking the progression of a mutual romance and I suspect this type of addiction could happen with any type of person you appreciate or find interesting.
Sorry for the life story, but I felt context was necessary. I hope others have thought about this, anyone experienced it?
As an aside, I intend to try MDMA soon, probably with her. Is it likely to be the same story? Am I (heaven forbid) potentially likely to try and get physical with her or, like meph, does MDMA have a pretty coherent, clear high? I feel very capable and aware of myself on meph, I'd never do anything really out of character.
In short, im addicted to my friends and the incredible bonding that occurs on meph. The thought of doing it alone doesn't occur, and I am indifferent about the cost as long as I can secure a night with someone I appreciate. I find that the day after, everyone turns sensible and insists upon moderation in future, but then we find it extremely easy to get each other excited about meph again. We work together, so before we know it were bouncing through our shifts giddy with anticipation of doing it THAT NIGHT unless some immovable obstacle delays us.
One of my friends, male like me, freaked himself out on a mad night of booze and powder. He's not what I'd call educated or careful, and seems to have taken MDMA, mephedrone and alcohol with no respect for the qualities of each. He got "****** up" for the sake of it. Now he insists he won't do meph anymore. I'm ok with this because he brings the irresponsible bringing vibe, but I'm grateful for the unusually intense bonding we had on it. I feel like we'll always be something unique. He's a closed, guarded guy with a lot of bravado, but I've seen the loving, thoughtful guy beneath it. He reveals things about himself that make him vulnerable and likeable, and his bravado peels away to reveal an inherent honor. We have an understanding that couldn't have happened without drugs.
The other friend is a girl. I always thought she was attractive, then developed a crush on her. Without drugs, she is the most warm, sensitive, caring, giving, infectiously funny person i've ever been friends with. On mephedrone, shes perfect and almost overwhelmingly interesting. It seems imperative that I have her, because there is only one of her and every other woman is repulsively different. She is for all intents and purposes gay, and in a steady, meaningful relationship with another girl. However, she loves me, we have a pretty unique friendship, we talk about everything, but most notably, we feel giddy and excited around each other as we discover more about how close we are. It feels very similar to a relationship, although she has made it clear that we won't be together. She's incredibly feminine and "straight" seeming, as her sexuality seems to have to derived from the fact that all the men in her life have been disgusting disappointments. She finds men attractive, but the one time she had straight sex she hated it. She is intimidated by men. I feel like a protector, an example that men can be comforting and kind too, and I know she has almost never had a stable male presence in her life therefore I feel she is expressing all the childish playfulness, sisterly banter and vulnerable neediness that she has always lacked a stable male figure to aim at. I'm addicted to her. She gives almost everything of herself to me on meph. I feel like a dad, a brother and a boyfriend all at once and this stops me from being able to disengage and enter the rejection phase. The I want her on meph with me, which her girlfriend is ok with but not overly happy about. They have a very honest relationship and her girlfriend knows very well how close me and her are, but I don't see her enough because of how committed they are. Meph accelerates our relationship and makes up for lost time, but every time we do it, this nice, fit, healthy girl is portraying herself as more dependent and irresponsible.
I spend the night with her and feel the rush of being in love, and her intense closeness and comfort around me reinforces my wishful thinking and desire for her. Meph has turned a nice friendship into a complicated web of feelings that leave me reeling the next day. One minute I feel amazing, like we're building something special, and the selfish lust recedes allowing me to really respect the relationship she is already in. The next, I feel indifferent, or horrible. Horribly melancholic, because I've discovered an incredible l lifelong friend, a person that fills a gap I didn't know I had in my life, but I ache for more. Meph brings me to terms with how things are and brings us closer to an agreement as to where I stand and what the boundaries are, but also gives me a bizarre and selfish confidence that I can bring her round by showing her that some men are completely different, and that we're not all rough overbearing and insensitive. Meph makes her uninhibited, she tells me if she was into guys things would be different. It makes her playful and exciting. She is eager to be close to me, and tactile, while high.
In short, empathogens are making me harmfully addicted to my friends, even though I hate seeing them coming down and getting nosebleeds. I hate the awkward mutual rejection and inability to communicate meaningfully for a day or two. I feel like meph in particular is a fickle beast when it comes to influencing real life. One time I'll feel like some damage has been done to our relationship. Another, ill feel like we've learnt valuable things and grown closer. Either way, I feel like I need to spend obscene money on chem because I feel our friendship deserves nothing less than the occasionaleuphoric experience. I was warned not to do this with her, and I should have listened. I think meph is mimicking the progression of a mutual romance and I suspect this type of addiction could happen with any type of person you appreciate or find interesting.
Sorry for the life story, but I felt context was necessary. I hope others have thought about this, anyone experienced it?
As an aside, I intend to try MDMA soon, probably with her. Is it likely to be the same story? Am I (heaven forbid) potentially likely to try and get physical with her or, like meph, does MDMA have a pretty coherent, clear high? I feel very capable and aware of myself on meph, I'd never do anything really out of character.
