In the interest of harm reduction I am gonna be straight up and say I was introduced to drugs and alcohol before I had a choice mainly due to well I dunno what you would call it but I suppose most would go with child abuse. I was reguaraly drugged by various family members as young as I can remember.
One family member starting feeding me lsd around the age of 6 or 7 which I actually enjoyed and have never had a bad trip in my life. I don't really think there is much of a point in going on about hallucingens except I really fucking like them.
My genetics are those of ppl that drank heavily and most my ancestors were from mid to eastern Europe. They were all barbarins, vikings, sailors, drifters, cowboys, and pilgrims. It is well documented and we have been able to trace back too well over 1000 years ago. I ain't bragging. I just want you to understand these people drank at sea because water would go bad, indulged in opium, and well mead was drank the night before battles.
So chronic alcholism and drug abuse run in my family and vast majority of family members I have met are either addicted to benzos and booze on one side and well on the other it is basically everything and anything. I am no exception except I just drink due to intense probation and chronic pain medication (which has been cut back to basically shit that is worthless) and over a decade of benzodiazpine rx's in heavy doses.
My tolerance to alcohol is pretty much as much as I can piss. I was drinking a handle every two days just before I reached the age of 17. So despite not being an alcohlic in the conventional way, I have had to go going on almost ten times. Going to detox for opiate withdrawal just never made sense to me and suboxone and methadone just made me want to fucking die.
I used to take a fuckload of xanax and clonazepam and took at least 12 mgs a day for 5 years or so but had no problem taking about 6 times as much. I went through a gram of flubromazepam a week for a few months before I asked myself, whats the fucking point?
As far as opiates that is a weird one. Oxy the sky is the limit. It got to the point where 200-300 mgs injections were like sniffing a perk 5 used to be after about 5 years of iv use.
MDMA well I stopped taking it when it just stopped working and switched to ketamine and shrooms as my club drugs of choice.
Cocaine well I started young but devoloped a daily habit at 17. It was never anything I had trouble putting down. That being said I politely threatened my dealers to not cut my shit and I had no problems putting half a G of soft in a spoon and shooting that up with heroin.
I was always able to keep my heroin tolerance low. Same deal with codeiene. There were times when I ripped through a bundle but tbh that was never by myself. My habit usually consisted of 3-4 bags a day but well it was good shit. I started with opium around 16 and once again I do not really know what was I was given as a child and have no contact with the people that did that to me.
I can drink about 3 full size bottles of delsym no problemo. I can drink one and go for a 5 mile walk or work all day and no one would even notice.
I suppose there were two or three times where my habit got just fucking insane. And I would slam about 120 mgs of morphine, with some amps, benzos and a usually a bit of ket to get the day going.
The other time was probably using about half a teenager (slang for 18th of a ball, so like 1.75) iv with various opiates, heroin preferablly, but opana was just so much easier to get and cheaper for me. The main reason I kept using coke is well I got it cheaper than I could get weed. I would load a stem shoot soft and hit that shit. I have seen people puke their guts up from shooting blow and it has never made me sick to my stomach to the point of vomitting, tbph I always dug coke if it was not cut, but like there were plenty of times where I was completely psychotic and did things most people would regret.
As far as opana and morphine I would use a 3cc and put as much as possible in it. I never let anyone do that because I remember how many times I almost fell out and then did fall out. Never been narcaned to my knowledge but I have been thrown in a bathtub full of ice and even had cpr and ice under the nads a few times.
What absolutely fucked my life up was getting on chronic pain mangement. I am not gonna get into it too much but that was some pretty easy drug scoring right there and shit never worked that well with increasing doses but by the time I got wise I was just too fucking addicted.
Anyways mary jane is my drug of choice and I have no fucking clue why it is such a fucking charge here. It makes it so I do not care if I am in pain. I smoked weed daily from 13 to my first time on probation which was a year and then well the only time I didn't was in prison and jail and insense probation to this day. I still got a bit more time to go.
So long story short I learned to take my rx as normal, drink responsibliy, and that I really like to smoke some fucking weed. I have been to close to death way to many times to really want to go back to cocaine or heroin. It just is not worth it anymore and well a codeine rx keeps me sorted on pain and not being sick.
Now all this drug use has taken its toll. I got a few grey hairs and well I am about ten lbs above my ideal weight. But. seriously I have fucking seizures without medication for it and even get it while incarcerated which is very rare. I have just had so many seizures in jail that it is too well documented for them to want me to die. I suppose in my case I always plead the 5th but am all, yes sir, no sir, but I will never bow to my knees and I have paid to price for that a few times.
I really know no other way, so fuck what you think. I dunno where my life is going but its getting better since I decided that some drugs are best left alone and some make my life better.
