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Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jul 21, 2010
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I just started using like 2 or 3 months ago... so this may not seem too bad to some, but hopefully others will learn from it..
in all my years of life, ive heard stories and fairy tales about the devil. I heard if you are bad.. you to hell where you are tormented forever and ever...now being the person that I am.. i am not to sure if I believe in an actual afterlife. Whether it be heaven or hell...I am just not too sure that it exist. Now as far as good and evil go.. the same thing applies. i do not think anyone person can be considered evil. People may do wrong, horrible things, but this does not make them evil. They may be misguided or confused, and in the midst of this, they may do things they feel they must, or have the right to do. But regardless of evil being an actual force.. the devil is indeed very real. I can atest to this. Satan has always been potrayed as the a force that entinces man into walking away from the lord, or the good path. He does this with promises that he keeps, but in return, will make you will suffer beyond anything you can imagine.
Now, of course, growing up poor.. I suffered a lot, and threw my suffering came no story of rags to riches. One thing led to another, I made a few bad choices that I can partially blame on my up bringing and here I am.. a 25 year old man, back at his grandmothers, child support takes a good portion of my check and I have no one to really help me out. I dont have a rich dad, or a rich mom, or anything like that in my family..so yes I am all alone. I am suffering.. and even though I knew there was nothing I could do to change my life around. I knew that I could at least feel happy.
Im here one day, holding in a river of tears since my girlfriend of 4 years, my daughters mother just kicked me out. I had no car and felt like I could not hit any lower. I ask god.."god, please help make things right" I sit..and wait.. and nothing happens. I am in pain and I want it to stop. I give up and just lay down.. and in my moment of sorrow the devil creeps up in a form of a white, tan colored powder in a bag. And tells me to try just a little bit, and I will be the happiest man on earth. I am hesitant, I remeber the stories about making deals with the devil, I knew they do not end well. But I figured ahh.. what the hell.. ill talk with the devil a little more and see if he can really keep his promise about being happyl
So I induldge I open my soul up to satan threw my nose. I sit... and wait...and nothing happened....i was still miserable..and quickly dismissed satan. But it was too late. I had already invited him in and he was not about to leave so easily. So through out the week I chatted with him every once and a while, and everytime I did...i felt a little bit better... and better, and after about 3 chat sessions with this tan colored devil.. The promise came true. I felt so good, my troubles were gone and I felt as if I was on the same wavelenght as the rest of the universe. After the satan left for the day. i got the pink colored bag filled with heroin and asked my, at the time girlfriend to please get him away from me. She was a good girl, she never did any kind of drugs, so I thought her soul was safe. I was sure that my heroin using days were done.
But no, the devil is very relentless when it comes to winning souls. The next day, my girlfriend tells me she tried some of the heroin, and that she enjoyed it. I was shocked. Not only because she did the stupid drug, but that this bag, this demon was right back in my face after I tried to get rid of him. We both figured..ahh.. what the hell. We might as well just finish the bag. So we did it. And I was done. But just like in the bible.. the woman wanted MORE. So she bought some more and we did that bag. and the cycle pretty much continued like that. We were full blown herion users. The devil CAUGHT US. Whats worse is, he spread throughout the circle of our friends threw me and my former girflfriend. We would get our people to try it with us, and even though we knew its true nature... the demon was spreading.
So I will fast foward to now, your not missing anything too exciting. There were no incednts of us robbing people for the drug, she did not prostitute her self or have a dramatic intervention with her family. Things were pretty normal up until this past week. I did a lot. I did the black tar herion and a whole lot of powder heroin. I did so much I got sick. I felt like the devil lost his control over me and I took this oppurtunity to RUN FOR MY LIFE. And I tried, today is day one with out the devil and he is fighting me for my soul again. His long, skinny, claw has a grip on my soul and is telling me I NEED HIM IN MY LIFE. And to prove his point he has sped up my heart to the point where it wants to pop out of my chest... he grips my stomach so I do not want to eat..almost to the point where I want to vomit. Satan has also brought my spirits low. I am soooo depressed right now, more so than I was when before I started and I fear that he will only try harder as the next few days pass. Funny thing is...today my brother went to church and prayed for me to get off this shit...and when I opened up my little stash box to get my h..it had all spilled out. corny as it might sound..right now..for the first time in a long time.. i feel like god may be on my side......stay tuned
day 2.. I wake up..i feel so sick, i ate some croutons and threw them up. I still have my bag here..only due to the fact that if things get too tough. I will call invite him in once more. So far I have not done more than look at him as he sits at the other end of the desk that i am typing from. As I stated at the start of this. I am not a religious person, but i can feel him at work. Everything is going so wrong for me now. I am trying my best to stay up, but my world is falling apart as I type this...everything from my love life to my money... and this BASTARD keeps whispering to me that I need this shit...and I am trying my best to block his lies out.. but his voice bypasses my palms that I use to cuff my ears with...i am here asking anybody that I thought was a friend for help.. and people are turning there backs on me.. I ask god..and I get no reply. wtf am I supposed to do.. why did I invite this shit into my life.
in all my years of life, ive heard stories and fairy tales about the devil. I heard if you are bad.. you to hell where you are tormented forever and ever...now being the person that I am.. i am not to sure if I believe in an actual afterlife. Whether it be heaven or hell...I am just not too sure that it exist. Now as far as good and evil go.. the same thing applies. i do not think anyone person can be considered evil. People may do wrong, horrible things, but this does not make them evil. They may be misguided or confused, and in the midst of this, they may do things they feel they must, or have the right to do. But regardless of evil being an actual force.. the devil is indeed very real. I can atest to this. Satan has always been potrayed as the a force that entinces man into walking away from the lord, or the good path. He does this with promises that he keeps, but in return, will make you will suffer beyond anything you can imagine.
Now, of course, growing up poor.. I suffered a lot, and threw my suffering came no story of rags to riches. One thing led to another, I made a few bad choices that I can partially blame on my up bringing and here I am.. a 25 year old man, back at his grandmothers, child support takes a good portion of my check and I have no one to really help me out. I dont have a rich dad, or a rich mom, or anything like that in my family..so yes I am all alone. I am suffering.. and even though I knew there was nothing I could do to change my life around. I knew that I could at least feel happy.
Im here one day, holding in a river of tears since my girlfriend of 4 years, my daughters mother just kicked me out. I had no car and felt like I could not hit any lower. I ask god.."god, please help make things right" I sit..and wait.. and nothing happens. I am in pain and I want it to stop. I give up and just lay down.. and in my moment of sorrow the devil creeps up in a form of a white, tan colored powder in a bag. And tells me to try just a little bit, and I will be the happiest man on earth. I am hesitant, I remeber the stories about making deals with the devil, I knew they do not end well. But I figured ahh.. what the hell.. ill talk with the devil a little more and see if he can really keep his promise about being happyl
So I induldge I open my soul up to satan threw my nose. I sit... and wait...and nothing happened....i was still miserable..and quickly dismissed satan. But it was too late. I had already invited him in and he was not about to leave so easily. So through out the week I chatted with him every once and a while, and everytime I did...i felt a little bit better... and better, and after about 3 chat sessions with this tan colored devil.. The promise came true. I felt so good, my troubles were gone and I felt as if I was on the same wavelenght as the rest of the universe. After the satan left for the day. i got the pink colored bag filled with heroin and asked my, at the time girlfriend to please get him away from me. She was a good girl, she never did any kind of drugs, so I thought her soul was safe. I was sure that my heroin using days were done.
But no, the devil is very relentless when it comes to winning souls. The next day, my girlfriend tells me she tried some of the heroin, and that she enjoyed it. I was shocked. Not only because she did the stupid drug, but that this bag, this demon was right back in my face after I tried to get rid of him. We both figured..ahh.. what the hell. We might as well just finish the bag. So we did it. And I was done. But just like in the bible.. the woman wanted MORE. So she bought some more and we did that bag. and the cycle pretty much continued like that. We were full blown herion users. The devil CAUGHT US. Whats worse is, he spread throughout the circle of our friends threw me and my former girflfriend. We would get our people to try it with us, and even though we knew its true nature... the demon was spreading.
So I will fast foward to now, your not missing anything too exciting. There were no incednts of us robbing people for the drug, she did not prostitute her self or have a dramatic intervention with her family. Things were pretty normal up until this past week. I did a lot. I did the black tar herion and a whole lot of powder heroin. I did so much I got sick. I felt like the devil lost his control over me and I took this oppurtunity to RUN FOR MY LIFE. And I tried, today is day one with out the devil and he is fighting me for my soul again. His long, skinny, claw has a grip on my soul and is telling me I NEED HIM IN MY LIFE. And to prove his point he has sped up my heart to the point where it wants to pop out of my chest... he grips my stomach so I do not want to eat..almost to the point where I want to vomit. Satan has also brought my spirits low. I am soooo depressed right now, more so than I was when before I started and I fear that he will only try harder as the next few days pass. Funny thing is...today my brother went to church and prayed for me to get off this shit...and when I opened up my little stash box to get my h..it had all spilled out. corny as it might sound..right now..for the first time in a long time.. i feel like god may be on my side......stay tuned
day 2.. I wake up..i feel so sick, i ate some croutons and threw them up. I still have my bag here..only due to the fact that if things get too tough. I will call invite him in once more. So far I have not done more than look at him as he sits at the other end of the desk that i am typing from. As I stated at the start of this. I am not a religious person, but i can feel him at work. Everything is going so wrong for me now. I am trying my best to stay up, but my world is falling apart as I type this...everything from my love life to my money... and this BASTARD keeps whispering to me that I need this shit...and I am trying my best to block his lies out.. but his voice bypasses my palms that I use to cuff my ears with...i am here asking anybody that I thought was a friend for help.. and people are turning there backs on me.. I ask god..and I get no reply. wtf am I supposed to do.. why did I invite this shit into my life.