Better than 1000 orgasms....
Whoever came up with that whole 'better than any orgasm you ever had' thing could only have been a dealer? What a complete crock of shit that is.
I admit I know very little about the various Opiates our U.S. cousins have available to them these days, but from a long-term-ex-long-term Heroin addict's perspective, withdrawal from H at least is like . . .
Day 1 . . . . ok really. It's mainly anxiety coupled with the odd hot and cold flush. You're already feeling fucking awful and you know you're gonna start properly rattling before long, but most of the effects are mental at this point, the physical ones are bearable, and you're still fairly capable of getting it together enough to put a score together if you decide you're gonna bail.
Day 2 . . . a lot harder, cos you're feeling like death warmed up, you probably haven't slept very well, if at all, and you're wondering already if you're too far down the road to really do much about it, and that is a scary thought indeed, cos the one consolation of the Heroin addict in withdrawal is that they can stop it any time they choose. You know full well what's coming at this point, and it is quite scary. Scary enough that you've only rarely been strong enough to go beyond this point, and that has kept you addicted to the shit for 6 months, 2 years, 5 years, 7 years. You will probably do anything at this point to bail out.
Day 3 . . . . less said about that the better perhaps? It will be the longest day of your life, 'nuff said..
Day 4 . . . . ever so slightly better than day three. The second longest day of your life.
Day 5 . . . . not all that bad really, though by now you're probably clutching at straws and desperately clinging to anything that looks like an improvement.
Week 1 . . . the pain's completely gone, but it's still pretty shit.
Week 2 . . . still pretty shit.
Month 1 . . . just about sleeping by now.
Year 1 . . . completely over the stuff and never want to look at a bag again, but you still occasionally have really frustrating dreams about it, and sometimes wake up from those dreams thinking you're rattling.
Year 3/5/7 . . see Year 1 above.
Generally speaking, I think this is common for most addicts for most of it . . . .
No matter how comfy the bed / sofa / floor if you're unlucky, you will not be able to lie still for much longer than a minute before the wriggly-leg, broken-back, beaten-with-a-baseball-bat like pain starts, and you will gingerly move your beaten and broken bones to a comfier spot, which might be comfy for all of a minute before the pain starts all over. This will go on for some days and nights. There are 1440 minutes in a day, 10080 minutes in a week. That's a lot of minutes.
To alleviate the pain, you will sometimes punch yourself repeatedly in the legs, just to distract yerself a little bit, and milk every last bit out of how ever many endorphins you have left in you?
No matter what you take to alleviate sickness / diarrhea, simple fact is you're probably gonna puke all over yourself at some point. Several times. Worse will more than likely happen. In fact, those who don't shit themselves at least once get massive brownie points . . . Probably the wrong choice of words there actually, now I think on it?
One of the effects of Heroin is that it suppresses Noradrenaline uptake, so your body overproduces it to try and compensate while you're on the stuff, and in the sudden absence of Heroin you get a rebound efect that lets your Noradrenaline go absolutely mental with itself. That puts you into a permanent state of fight-or-flight that lasts for days, and days, and days, and accounts for a lot of the stress / panic / sleeplessness / sweats / blood pressure, etc. That's not especially pleasant.
The Noradrenaline then eventually breaks down into Adrenochrome, which according to some researchers is hallucinogenic. Some would go so far as to say that an excess of Adrenochrome is in some way linked to Schizophrenia. In any event, a shitload of an alleged hallucinogen coursing through yer brain ain't nearly so much fun as all them
other hallucinogens you used to quite enjoy actually before the H waltzed into your life. That in turn leaves you disorientated, confused, panicked, and stressed still further.That's not especially pleasant either.
Do not even think about sleeping for at least a week if you're lucky, a month if you're unlucky. No, seriously. None of this
'you must have nodded off at some point for an hour' bullshit. I mean, do not even think about sleeping for at least a week. After being awake for a week or more, you will find your head is seriously inside out. Not just fucked up beyond all recognition . . . I mean
seriously inside out. You will just have to cling to whatever you can that helps you deal with it. Just for the record, my record without sleep is around the 21 days mark.
Lastly, just so the post doesn't come across as entirely negative, or seems to be otherwise dissuasive for those currently struggling, the physical symptoms are completely gone by day 7, and you must remember that the main thing you need to deal with is the mental component. All you need to do is stick to the decision you made to come off. The mind is stronger than the body.
Sepher
Then the leg cramps, sometimes I get the feeling my head is like a balloon being inflated which is both scary and painful. And the cravings knowing that a few pills would make you feel SO much better you only have the phrase "I want my OC's, I need my OC's, **** those damn pills, oh god I love my pills, etc." in your mind going over and over. 8(![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")