Over the last year or so I've kept my use sparingly, only using codeine and hydrocodone a few days here and there. Basically using these rather moderate opiates, a few days, weeks or months apart then stopping. I ended up talking to a friend who mentioned having oxycodone, so I thought why not?
Ended up meeting with him and his pill obsessed partners, no offense to them but they all seemed to be junkies who used oxycodone and opana regularly. I've used oxycodone a bunch of times, never was physically addicted or anything like that. I got the pill, shook hands and bounced. I felt like shit about the situation, should of never fucked with these kind of people under these kind of cirucmstances. I regretted it, I feel as if I crossed a line or sorts.
My experience with oxycodone was rather positive with not many complaints. I popped the 30mg pills as I did the first time I used the drug, but with the mindset I had it lead to no good. I didn't really get "high" because in reality I felt as low as it gets as far as the whole scenario goes. Wasn't really euphoric, I looked in the mirror and did not like what I saw, just being under the influence of this drug brought me down. It made nauseous, wasn't really fun at all. I took it at a time I'd be settling down for rest but instead I attempted to enjoy the money I spent on it and ride it out, ended up nodding a little bit but it wasn't no fun.
Now after its all said and down and even prior so, I noticed a cut on my hand from skateboarding earlier. I shook these people's hands with this cut and wonder what if they had hepatitis c. I'm the first to admit I am surely OCD and tend to have a black and white mindset that loves to go with the worst case scenario. Now I feel contaminated, what if they had blood on their hands and I contracted hep c over this pill, what I some how got some disease from it all. It sounds crazy, maybe the possibility is non existent but Jesus Christ what the fuck am I to do? Chances are they didn't have hep c, but fuck me these worries get the best of me.
Ended up meeting with him and his pill obsessed partners, no offense to them but they all seemed to be junkies who used oxycodone and opana regularly. I've used oxycodone a bunch of times, never was physically addicted or anything like that. I got the pill, shook hands and bounced. I felt like shit about the situation, should of never fucked with these kind of people under these kind of cirucmstances. I regretted it, I feel as if I crossed a line or sorts.
My experience with oxycodone was rather positive with not many complaints. I popped the 30mg pills as I did the first time I used the drug, but with the mindset I had it lead to no good. I didn't really get "high" because in reality I felt as low as it gets as far as the whole scenario goes. Wasn't really euphoric, I looked in the mirror and did not like what I saw, just being under the influence of this drug brought me down. It made nauseous, wasn't really fun at all. I took it at a time I'd be settling down for rest but instead I attempted to enjoy the money I spent on it and ride it out, ended up nodding a little bit but it wasn't no fun.
Now after its all said and down and even prior so, I noticed a cut on my hand from skateboarding earlier. I shook these people's hands with this cut and wonder what if they had hepatitis c. I'm the first to admit I am surely OCD and tend to have a black and white mindset that loves to go with the worst case scenario. Now I feel contaminated, what if they had blood on their hands and I contracted hep c over this pill, what I some how got some disease from it all. It sounds crazy, maybe the possibility is non existent but Jesus Christ what the fuck am I to do? Chances are they didn't have hep c, but fuck me these worries get the best of me.
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