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Your first IV

Cocaine, few weeks ago, I've stopped but I feel a great urge to go buy a bag now -.-

But as I type this I'm remembering the reasons why I stopped

For school,
For friends,
For myself,

I hope I don't get any.
 
i tried tit my foot for some reason first... stupid, the veins there are tiny, also i din't know how to hold a needle properly so i didn't pull back the plunger to get blood in the needle, i did it "blind sighted" and when it hurt or made a bump i stopped, then i wne for the crook of my arm and got someone to show me how to hold the needle so as to be able to pull back the plunger....

from there it went dowhill, now i'm detoxing off methadone which sucks... make your choices carefully...
 
2007. My fuckbud was an experienced IVer. We hooked up for sex, he offered to do me, I was very much against it. I thought about it long and hard between our first and second hook up and decided to give it a go. He did me, and it was great. Eurphoria plus. It was crystal meth. He was really good about it. I actually went a bit hyper; we laugh about that now. Made sure I looked after myself, didn't do anything stupid. He's always been like that. Anyway, we had great sex that night.

And from that moment I realised how addictive it could be.
 
Fuzati said:
Let's talk about that again in let's say... 6 months at best :)

Not trying to put you down but 98% of people who said "It was definitely an awesome experience, but Im gonna be smart and only shoot on occasion because that shit can be deadly." ended up with an IV addiction...

Maybe you will beat the odds, who knows ^^
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Yeah I hear what youre saying, but Ive only done it once. I only hang out with one person who shoots, and he just went to rehab today. I just had to try it once out of curiosity. It was the perfect time / place to experiment real quick. Ill keep you posted!
 
years ago: cocaine....no peer presure, ect...i just wanted to see how it felt.

it was pure bliss.

however, my HATE and loathing of needles means I only IV really rare RC's....i hate needles too much to IV other stuff really.
 
My first IV was 8 months ago with 8mg of hydromorphone. That first rush I wish it would of lasted the rest of my life.
 
First shot- nineteen, already opiate addicted but doing well life wise, I upped the ante, read up on the technique, and whacked dilaudid solo.
It was what i'd always wanted in an opiate high.
Now I'm 23, could tell you cringe-worthy details of the last few years ad nauseum, similar to the other crash and burn stories on here. the worst being the recent overdose death of my best friend....
 
Heroin. I was already doing 2-3 bags a day for like 2 months and I wasn't feeling it as much as i wanted to so I got a needle and tried it. It felt really good then I kind of just passed out and fell asleep for a little, woke up a short time later feeling 'weird'. I know i didn't use too much, was only like a quarter-half a bag so idk.
 
I let someone who knew what they were doing shoot me up while I observed closely. MS Contin, 60mg.
 
yeah reading this made me hesitant about doing IV. I've got a needle, and dope, but I just don't think I'm ready to fuck around with something with that level of addictiveness yet.
 
wwindexx said:
yeah reading this made me hesitant about doing IV. I've got a needle, and dope, but I just don't think I'm ready to fuck around with something with that level of addictiveness yet.
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Yet?? Just dont go there.... in sticking with harm reduction I'd recomend not sticking yourself with needles for anything other than K <3
 
the first time i IV-ed H was a true fuckin first time..... the one you always want back.

then again, i was super aggressive with my addiction once i started shooting, so I OD-ed the 5th time I shot H. LUCKILY, my buddy had Narcan, otherwise I'd be dead!!!


the first time i shot meth I screamed and scared my roommates. it sounded like i had a massive orgasm.


I regret the day i decided to shoot every day of my life.
I had always told myself, of ALL the drugs, I'd NEVER shoot heroin.....
 
First time- I was 18 and it was the summer of 1983. My outlaw bf 12 yrs older shot me up. It was one hellacious rush. Best way to describe is to quote part of a poem I wrote about that experience called Stange Highways. Back in 83, meth was only really available to bikers and trukers, coke was the only thing available to me then. I tell you this. I didn't shoot up again until age 34 in the fall of 1999 because I was afraid of shooting myself. I met a willing teacher eventually, though, a seasoned junkie who tried to dissuade me cause he knew I'd never want to do it any other way. He was right. Still, the memory of having only had ONE HIT 16 years ago, made me hunger to shoot, and the following is what it was like:

"...Eccentric paths I have chosen
Intense and alert, solid frozen
I fasten my belt-here I go

Faster and bumpy, twisting and turning
One hell of a ride
Feeling scared and satisfied
Eagerly anticipating
Mad woman welcoming

Compulsive pursuit, however insane
Wanting more speed
Enough I'll never gain

Out in orbit-faster I go-3000 mph yet still
Life's a trip-think I'll pop another pill
Another massive adrenaline gush

I fall down
What a great fucking rush
Euphoric beyond words
Sudden orgasmic flush

Chasing, persusing danger I thrive
Propelled to maximum overdrive
Fever rising, shivering, perspiring
Consumed by obsession and desiring

Destructive quest for danger's thrill
Pushing, accelerating to overkill
10,000 mph yet still
More is never enough
Can't get my fill

Doomed and cursed by unquenchable thirst
Voracious appetite, insatiable lust
Impossible to satisfy, but try I must...."

The 2nd time was even more intensely orgasmic, electric, and euphoric than I remember the first time, which I thought couldn't be possible, but it was. Always chasing, coming down later described in the same poem,
So many roads and different paths
I chose to walk down a dangerous land
Endless expansions, abundance of sand
In barren silence, stones, isolation I stand

Surrounded by miles of desolate land
In this vast emptiness vacant of hope
Infineate despair and I elope..."

and on and on the dance goes, where you'll stop, nobody knows
Key words? More is never enough

"

 
Homebake Heroin in NZ.

I was on a massive morphine script, and my housemate at the time knew where to get AA and what to do with it.
 
God, I remember my first shot so well, just thinking about it makes me shiver. I was young, early teens, at home. Cocaine, perfect cocaine. 27G needle, 2.5 ml syringe, a tie, a vein, the most beautiful blood in the world. I was well trained in shooting other people up, so injecting wasn't that big of a fuss. It was the first time ever that I took any drug with the intention of getting high. And man, did I get high. And man, did I get anxious afterwards.

After that - one perfect injection - I stayed away from all drugs for 3 or so years. Then I did heroin IV daily for about three months. Don't remember those shots, though, they've all just blurred together in the emptiness I was trying to shoot away.
 
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