I hate that shit, man; my girlfriend of five years is the same way. If I'm doing it, then she's doing it, and there's no talking her out of it.
I've been with my girlfriend for 5 years as well. Although we've known each other for 10 and were friends for the first 5 years as I was still in relationships with men. She is a lesbian; I guess if I had to identify myself with a label, I'd be "bisexual". The dynamics of a male/female relationship are so much different than a female/female one, even though I am the more "femme" one in the relationship. We don't feel the need to one up each other or keep up with each other. Or it could just be our personalities, I don't know. But good on you, verso, for at least taking into consideration that if *you* picked up the needle, your girlfriend would pick up the needle as well. And that would get ugly, real fast.
Codependent relationships, anyone? 8( (I'm talking about myself here.)
My girlfriend was born addicted to heroin, in fact. Her vision is fucked up because of the lifestyle her parents chose to live as well as some other health problems. Her parents both died of AIDS in jail on Riker's Island. It's really fucking sad and I feel so much shame when I use dope around her. But my oxycodone/oxymorphone habit was putting us in the poor house right quick so I chose to go the heroin route, even though it's so fucked up, considering her past. What kind of significant other fucking does the same shit that her girlfriend's parents died doing?
Suffice to say, my girlfriend does *not* like my heroin use at all. She doesn't even like 5/325 Percocet. The most she'd take is codeine in a Tylenol 3 but even then she didn't like the side effects of itching, constipation, etc, all the bullshit we deal with is just not for her. I am so grateful for that. I don't ever want to see her dope sick. She feels like she enables me by coming with me when I cop or introducing me to her old friends (she has beaten alcoholism, in fact. It's actually funny because my mom died of alcoholism... We reap what we sow, don't we?) Financially, we can barely support my habit, let alone 2 habits... We'd be homeless within a few months... I'm positive... Or at the very least broken up.
ANYWAY, back on topic... I flirted with the needle when I was a heavy cocaine user (when I was 17) ... I stole 2 insulin syringes from a diabetic friend (who introduced me to cocaine in the first place) and was going to try shooting cocaine for the first time. Within that same week, I ended up getting arrested at school with the 2 syringes in my fucking bag. I saw that as some sort of divine intervention type shit so I never picked up a needle again. Who knows what would have happened if I did indeed shoot cocaine that first time. Where would I be? Now, when the Doctor has to take blood or whatever, I can't even look and I start trembling and shaking so it takes awhile for me to get my blood work done. Fucking weird.
And that, my friends, is that...