This is a little story about my friend and a warning to people with an addictive personality. For the story I'll be refering to my friend as M.
M was a 29 year old working man who was recently married and inherited 2 children who he grew to love as his own. He had his first born 1 1/2 years ago and another beautiful little boy only a few months ago. He didn't always have the rent in time but he had his own place and a wonderful family. He had a job that required some long hours but it was good enough to put food on the table and attend to the needs of his family.
One day M was at a friends house and someone told him about something sold at the store that was as strong as Meth. Now M was by no means a methhead and actually despised people like that but his curiosity was peaked and how bad could it really be if they sold it as gas stations. When he asked what to ask for he was slightly confused and humored by the response, Bath Salt.
M went to the nearest gas station and bought a packet of Cloud 9 Bath Salt. He took a key bump up the nose and after about a minute the effects started coming on. I won't go into the effects since most of your are very familiar with the actual chemical contained in most bath salts, MDPV. I will say he was blown away by this concept and at the strength of the bath salt. M enjoyed the feeling but wasn't hooked and wouldn't think of using it on a daily basis.
Sometime later, maybe a couple of weeks, his friend called and wanted him to pick a different kind up from the store. He requested something called Snow Blow but the gas station his friend sent him to was out. The first store he got the Cloud 9 from had no other bath salts but this store had 10 or 15 different types. Instead he bought something identical ,effect wise, called White Cloud. He purchased a 250 mg container and went to his friends house. His friend was addicted to Oxycontin and Roxycontin and injected it daily. The way the 2 met in the first place was M looking for a RC (roxy) and the guy supported his habit by selling them. M occasionally would take prescription opiates recreationally but didn't have what I'd consider to be a habit. Over the course of time his new friend suggested trying the needle. M's curiosity was again peaked and agreed to try it if it was done as safely as possible meaning a brand new syringe and alcohol wipes. M was amazed at the euphoria it produced and over time felt using opiates any other way was a waste but he still only used maybe 2 to 3 times a week. Back to my point, he showed up with the White Cloud and his friend told about a friend of his who said injecting it made you feel like you were rolling. Now it was terribly stupid for him to try this and was the begining of a downward spiral that would show itself in due time. He portioned it in 4 and drew up 1/4 of the 250 mg container. After injecting it he immediatly felt like he was peaking on a roll and did the other quarter while his friend excitedly did the other half.
He now knew of 2 different effects these bath salts produced and began trying new ones. The store mentioned, eventually grew it's inventory of bath salts to 25+ different brands. It seemed each new brand he tried had speed like effects but he was seeking an MDMA like feeling. At this stage it was still an experimental thing and not an addiction. He eventually tried injecting the cloud 9 which at first scared the shit out of him. I should mention that the doses he was doing was measured by a very small coffee stiring straw cut at a 45 degree angle and each scoop equaled 1 bump. I'd guesstimate his bumps at around 5 mg typically. As I said it scared the shit out of him at first but it leveled out and left him feeling tweaked but nice. He began experimenting with the other bath salts through IV. Most had to be cooked to fully dissolve but there were a few that didn't need heat and dissolved instantly in water.
I should mention that before he began injecting it he started buying it because of the 12 to 16 hour days he was working. It eventually got to the point where he'd skip his morning coffee and buy a bag in the morning which would last him all day and into the wee hours of early morning. He started injecting it and it got to the point where that's the only way he'd use it. All of this was kept secret from his wife and family but she knew something wasn't right. Typically he'd stay up for 2 days and it grew to 3 days. This began effecting his work performance and his life was on the verge of collapse. In the middle of all this he began devoting a large portion of his internet time to researching these bath salts and found the chemicals mainly used. He deduced that the majority of the speed type ones contained MDPV and learned this could be purchased over the internet at a fraction of the price he was paying for a more pure product. He didn't dare try to buy this as his wife would surely receive the package.
Well that would soon change because he lost his job, was kicked out of his house and pathetically went to live with his mother. He had turned from a strong willed man that took care of his family into a junkie who was taken care of by his mother. Now living at his mother's house he began ordering 1 gram bags <snip>. Let me back up a bit to where he was still living with his wife. Besides the fact that he was awake at hours he'd normally be asleep the chemical combined with sleep deprivation began leading to auditory hallucinations that couldn't be hidden. On day 3 he would stay up all night listening to people walk around the outside of his house and determined to see them. He KNEW they were out there and figured if his wife didn't hear it she must know who they are and was lying about not hearing it but he couldn't figure out why. It was this type of behavior that forced his wife to make him leave. After the hallucinations started he would realize it was only when being on this drug that he heard them. Also they were all auditory and no visuals. In time he began having visual hallucinations but realized when sober that the drug played tricks on his eyes. Never the less he would spend night after night looking for a better view of these shadow men.
I won't go into specifics but he was arrested and put in the hospital numerous times because of his psychotic behaviour, sometimes calling 911 on himself when he believed people were trying to kill him. Now he lives with his mother, is unemployed, misses his family and especially his 2 babies. He is cleaned up for the most part and is no longer using MDPV but has had various relapses. He has become a shell of a man who wishes like hell he could go back and make different decisions but the destruction is done. He knows that he can get back on his feet but is scared things will never be the same again. His wife has stated that she is completely done with him sober or not and that has been depressing the shit out of him. He grew up with a weekend dad who died when he was about 9 and didn't want his children to grow up like that. He wanted to be there everyday for them and be a daily part of their lives like the families he's seen on tv. He had that dream and was on top of the world even when he was down because he had his family and that's all that mattered, now that dream is shattered and while he is walking that long hard road to gaining his life back things will never be the same again.
I omitted a lot of areas but have given the general story. MDPV became his life and destroyed a family, a mother, a father and 4 children. This is a warning about this chemical. If you have an addictive personality stay far away from it and even if you don't have an addictive personality this drug can form one fast. All of this happened to him in the span of 4 months or so not to mention he went from 190 lb. to about 150lbs. If you are going to experiment with it remember M and don't let yourself be swept away.
M was a 29 year old working man who was recently married and inherited 2 children who he grew to love as his own. He had his first born 1 1/2 years ago and another beautiful little boy only a few months ago. He didn't always have the rent in time but he had his own place and a wonderful family. He had a job that required some long hours but it was good enough to put food on the table and attend to the needs of his family.
One day M was at a friends house and someone told him about something sold at the store that was as strong as Meth. Now M was by no means a methhead and actually despised people like that but his curiosity was peaked and how bad could it really be if they sold it as gas stations. When he asked what to ask for he was slightly confused and humored by the response, Bath Salt.
M went to the nearest gas station and bought a packet of Cloud 9 Bath Salt. He took a key bump up the nose and after about a minute the effects started coming on. I won't go into the effects since most of your are very familiar with the actual chemical contained in most bath salts, MDPV. I will say he was blown away by this concept and at the strength of the bath salt. M enjoyed the feeling but wasn't hooked and wouldn't think of using it on a daily basis.
Sometime later, maybe a couple of weeks, his friend called and wanted him to pick a different kind up from the store. He requested something called Snow Blow but the gas station his friend sent him to was out. The first store he got the Cloud 9 from had no other bath salts but this store had 10 or 15 different types. Instead he bought something identical ,effect wise, called White Cloud. He purchased a 250 mg container and went to his friends house. His friend was addicted to Oxycontin and Roxycontin and injected it daily. The way the 2 met in the first place was M looking for a RC (roxy) and the guy supported his habit by selling them. M occasionally would take prescription opiates recreationally but didn't have what I'd consider to be a habit. Over the course of time his new friend suggested trying the needle. M's curiosity was again peaked and agreed to try it if it was done as safely as possible meaning a brand new syringe and alcohol wipes. M was amazed at the euphoria it produced and over time felt using opiates any other way was a waste but he still only used maybe 2 to 3 times a week. Back to my point, he showed up with the White Cloud and his friend told about a friend of his who said injecting it made you feel like you were rolling. Now it was terribly stupid for him to try this and was the begining of a downward spiral that would show itself in due time. He portioned it in 4 and drew up 1/4 of the 250 mg container. After injecting it he immediatly felt like he was peaking on a roll and did the other quarter while his friend excitedly did the other half.
He now knew of 2 different effects these bath salts produced and began trying new ones. The store mentioned, eventually grew it's inventory of bath salts to 25+ different brands. It seemed each new brand he tried had speed like effects but he was seeking an MDMA like feeling. At this stage it was still an experimental thing and not an addiction. He eventually tried injecting the cloud 9 which at first scared the shit out of him. I should mention that the doses he was doing was measured by a very small coffee stiring straw cut at a 45 degree angle and each scoop equaled 1 bump. I'd guesstimate his bumps at around 5 mg typically. As I said it scared the shit out of him at first but it leveled out and left him feeling tweaked but nice. He began experimenting with the other bath salts through IV. Most had to be cooked to fully dissolve but there were a few that didn't need heat and dissolved instantly in water.
I should mention that before he began injecting it he started buying it because of the 12 to 16 hour days he was working. It eventually got to the point where he'd skip his morning coffee and buy a bag in the morning which would last him all day and into the wee hours of early morning. He started injecting it and it got to the point where that's the only way he'd use it. All of this was kept secret from his wife and family but she knew something wasn't right. Typically he'd stay up for 2 days and it grew to 3 days. This began effecting his work performance and his life was on the verge of collapse. In the middle of all this he began devoting a large portion of his internet time to researching these bath salts and found the chemicals mainly used. He deduced that the majority of the speed type ones contained MDPV and learned this could be purchased over the internet at a fraction of the price he was paying for a more pure product. He didn't dare try to buy this as his wife would surely receive the package.
Well that would soon change because he lost his job, was kicked out of his house and pathetically went to live with his mother. He had turned from a strong willed man that took care of his family into a junkie who was taken care of by his mother. Now living at his mother's house he began ordering 1 gram bags <snip>. Let me back up a bit to where he was still living with his wife. Besides the fact that he was awake at hours he'd normally be asleep the chemical combined with sleep deprivation began leading to auditory hallucinations that couldn't be hidden. On day 3 he would stay up all night listening to people walk around the outside of his house and determined to see them. He KNEW they were out there and figured if his wife didn't hear it she must know who they are and was lying about not hearing it but he couldn't figure out why. It was this type of behavior that forced his wife to make him leave. After the hallucinations started he would realize it was only when being on this drug that he heard them. Also they were all auditory and no visuals. In time he began having visual hallucinations but realized when sober that the drug played tricks on his eyes. Never the less he would spend night after night looking for a better view of these shadow men.
I won't go into specifics but he was arrested and put in the hospital numerous times because of his psychotic behaviour, sometimes calling 911 on himself when he believed people were trying to kill him. Now he lives with his mother, is unemployed, misses his family and especially his 2 babies. He is cleaned up for the most part and is no longer using MDPV but has had various relapses. He has become a shell of a man who wishes like hell he could go back and make different decisions but the destruction is done. He knows that he can get back on his feet but is scared things will never be the same again. His wife has stated that she is completely done with him sober or not and that has been depressing the shit out of him. He grew up with a weekend dad who died when he was about 9 and didn't want his children to grow up like that. He wanted to be there everyday for them and be a daily part of their lives like the families he's seen on tv. He had that dream and was on top of the world even when he was down because he had his family and that's all that mattered, now that dream is shattered and while he is walking that long hard road to gaining his life back things will never be the same again.
I omitted a lot of areas but have given the general story. MDPV became his life and destroyed a family, a mother, a father and 4 children. This is a warning about this chemical. If you have an addictive personality stay far away from it and even if you don't have an addictive personality this drug can form one fast. All of this happened to him in the span of 4 months or so not to mention he went from 190 lb. to about 150lbs. If you are going to experiment with it remember M and don't let yourself be swept away.
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