So I had been smoking meth casually one weekend, every month or two, for about two years. Fully under control, with no binges/crashes due to my use of GBL/GHB to even it out. Then after I lose my bartending job due to me wishing to transfer to another brand, that the corporation owned; I decided to try slamming meth with a guy I met online. He owns a spectacular playroom in his basement, and decided to host a small-time porn producer to make a film there. I thought "hell, why not. I have done porn before."
So I get there, and I see a few familiar faces from the online sites/apps. Luckily the guy who invited me over is a great admin, and prefers to administer those who he invites over to make sure it is done safely in his home. Pretty smart right. So we all gather upstairs on the main level in his dining area. Seats with backs are a great idea for slamming meth.
By this point I am shaking with anxiety and anticipation. Like my legs were bouncing so badly. Luckily one of the guys noticed and tried to comfort me. It did calm me down, and one by one the host administers the guys and they head downstairs to play. I ask the few remaining guys for tips and they say something like "its better to learn from doing it yourself" and "remain perfectly still"
So the host, correctly, waits until all the guys are downstairs playing, and then invites me to the seat to slam me for my first slam ever...
(((NOTE: Before smoking meth and using G, I had never done drugs. Not even cigs or pot. LOL)))
He puts on my tourniquet, and wipes the site clean. I am so glad I have great veins. I was fairly calm by this time, and it helped it was just us. He knew that...
Before he inserts the rig, he asks "are you sure?" And I am like "just do it". So he inserts the rig and does the drawback on the first try. I am filled with anticipation.
The host keeps asking if it hurts or any burning, as he slowly plunges the stuff into my arm. Then before I even realized it, he pulled out the rig and undid the tourniquet. Then told me to apply pressure to site and raise my arm. He told me that before, but I was kind of in shock. Then the rush hit full force. Oh my goodness!!!!!
The fire raced through my body and I must have coughed like a dozen times...
The host said some things but I was already melting and in complete bliss/shock. It is so hard to put into words... but all my anxiety, depression, and stress vanished. I noticed everything on the main level was super bright and loud. I had to take off my glasses cause it hurt And I'm told to stop talking as I being loud... I later found out that is was a .2cc/20units of high quality meth (his stuff still makes me cough).
But now the fun part: getting down stairs. I made it barely, with a lot of help... I was still a bit in shock with what I was feeling. All I knew was I needed lots of sex and I wanted to talk...LOL
So lets just say I got kicked out of the playroom and told to lie down since I was tripping insanely and unable to stop talking, which bugged a bunch of them...whoops
Later the host and a few others realized it was not my fault, I was totally unprepared for that experience. I eventually got invited back, and still talk/play with them to this day...
Regrettably its been only 9+ months since that first slam, and I did start to lose control of my habit, so I took a full break to reset. As of the last month before the break, I still am not a daily user, just weekends and some weekdays, with breaks of at least 2-4 days in between runs of no more than 2 days in a row without sleep. After this needed reset is done, I plan to do no more than one weekend of play per month. And no more than 2 slams per weekend max... Ideally 1 slam is enough for me. I need to keep to this plan at all costs, otherwise I am checking myself into a Residential Treatment facility.
FUN FACT: 1st slam = .2cc/20units 2nd & 3rd slam = .6cc/60units each (done two weekends later, again with complete strangers). Those strangers did not tell me how much they gave me until after the slams. I do not regret it at all. LMFAO.
So I get there, and I see a few familiar faces from the online sites/apps. Luckily the guy who invited me over is a great admin, and prefers to administer those who he invites over to make sure it is done safely in his home. Pretty smart right. So we all gather upstairs on the main level in his dining area. Seats with backs are a great idea for slamming meth.
By this point I am shaking with anxiety and anticipation. Like my legs were bouncing so badly. Luckily one of the guys noticed and tried to comfort me. It did calm me down, and one by one the host administers the guys and they head downstairs to play. I ask the few remaining guys for tips and they say something like "its better to learn from doing it yourself" and "remain perfectly still"
So the host, correctly, waits until all the guys are downstairs playing, and then invites me to the seat to slam me for my first slam ever...
(((NOTE: Before smoking meth and using G, I had never done drugs. Not even cigs or pot. LOL)))
He puts on my tourniquet, and wipes the site clean. I am so glad I have great veins. I was fairly calm by this time, and it helped it was just us. He knew that...
Before he inserts the rig, he asks "are you sure?" And I am like "just do it". So he inserts the rig and does the drawback on the first try. I am filled with anticipation.
The host keeps asking if it hurts or any burning, as he slowly plunges the stuff into my arm. Then before I even realized it, he pulled out the rig and undid the tourniquet. Then told me to apply pressure to site and raise my arm. He told me that before, but I was kind of in shock. Then the rush hit full force. Oh my goodness!!!!!
The fire raced through my body and I must have coughed like a dozen times...
The host said some things but I was already melting and in complete bliss/shock. It is so hard to put into words... but all my anxiety, depression, and stress vanished. I noticed everything on the main level was super bright and loud. I had to take off my glasses cause it hurt And I'm told to stop talking as I being loud... I later found out that is was a .2cc/20units of high quality meth (his stuff still makes me cough).
But now the fun part: getting down stairs. I made it barely, with a lot of help... I was still a bit in shock with what I was feeling. All I knew was I needed lots of sex and I wanted to talk...LOL
So lets just say I got kicked out of the playroom and told to lie down since I was tripping insanely and unable to stop talking, which bugged a bunch of them...whoops
Later the host and a few others realized it was not my fault, I was totally unprepared for that experience. I eventually got invited back, and still talk/play with them to this day...
Regrettably its been only 9+ months since that first slam, and I did start to lose control of my habit, so I took a full break to reset. As of the last month before the break, I still am not a daily user, just weekends and some weekdays, with breaks of at least 2-4 days in between runs of no more than 2 days in a row without sleep. After this needed reset is done, I plan to do no more than one weekend of play per month. And no more than 2 slams per weekend max... Ideally 1 slam is enough for me. I need to keep to this plan at all costs, otherwise I am checking myself into a Residential Treatment facility.
FUN FACT: 1st slam = .2cc/20units 2nd & 3rd slam = .6cc/60units each (done two weekends later, again with complete strangers). Those strangers did not tell me how much they gave me until after the slams. I do not regret it at all. LMFAO.
