Addictions/Withdrawl?

Thanks for the heads up I'll try and get some of all that (including weed, dry atm ) by tuesday, my planned date for taking these.

All 3 at once?

 

No problem. Yeah I would take all 3.

 

I popped 2/3 a minute ago lol. I'll take the last one like a half hour from now.

 

This is going too sound completely stupid, but I am sort of 'addicted' too Coca Cola. I get a short buzz drinking it.

I can easily stop drinking it but I do wish I had a coke when i stop drinking it.

 

I was addicted to cigarettes.
I used to smoke about a pack a day.

Then I just kept my money in my safe, took out enough for food/gas for the day, and I quit.
Haven't been smoking since.
You just have to restrict the money that you spend, save it for something, invest in a lock safe, put it in there, and put it in the laziest place to go to in order to take it out, so that way it won't be worthwhile to buy anything xD

Russian

 

It's so hard to do though. If I had money for weed, it ALWAYS went to that. But if I didn't have money for weed, then oh well, I didn't get my weed. -.-

 

Then put your money in a bank the same day you get it.
Open up a free checking account, then "lose" the Debit card, that way you'll be too lazy to go to the bank.
When I smoked weed I did it to relax, I was never addicted to it.
I spent money on it every week until I thought "Why do I need this."
Which then I realized I can buy much better things like Mods for my car, Xenons, RIMs, lights, or furniture and clothes etc...

You just have to set goals on what you want to buy and prioratise those goals over your addiction.
After 2-3 days it gets easier. It's always the first 2-3 times you have the money, after that it just comes.

Russian

 

It's better to take them all at once. How was it?

 

Is there anybody else here on Sythe that has experience with a drug and/or alcohol dependancy or addiction issue? I think this thread is great and I would love to keep it alive and hear your stories.

And I know this isn't my thread and so this is not really my place to say - but it would be great if some more people contributed their thoughts or experiences to this thread so we can further discuss the original topic. This thread is supposed to be about addiction/withdrawal and not information on how to use drugs. Having proper information and making informed decisions when it comes to using drugs is a great thing, and so I think people's questions about them should be answered truthfully and in detail in order to help provide a safe and comfortable experience. Yet it would be a real shame if this thread turned into somewhere kids came to asks others to convert weight measurements, and ask for information on how to prepare/ingest drugs.

 

I have been physically addicted to tobacco. I stopped smoking though as I knew it was stupid to begin with. I just went cold turkey and I couldn't stop thinking about cigarettes for a month. Even after I have stopped smoking I still think about smoking a cigarette once in awhile.

 

I probably should have taken all three at once lol. Around 40 minutes after I took the first two, I definitely felt it. I got all content and felt warm and fuzzy lol. Then I decided to drive somewhere. (taco bell to be specific). It was a nice drive lmfao. Probably not the safest on my part, but I wasn't nodding out or anything.

Yeah, sorry about driving the topic off it's original course. I usually use /opi/ on 420chan but I prefer the lovely community of Sythe.

On topic more, I think I'm psychologically addicted to getting high in general Everything's boring and the main things I look forward to is the next time I take a drug -.-

 

Boredom is a major contributer to drug abuse without a doubt. I am the kind of person who will just eat sometimes when I am bored, purely because I have nothing to do and because it is a pleasurable activity. Same goes for drugs!

You need to be careful when you catch yourself gravitating towards getting high purely out of boredom, because after awhile it begins to seem like the only time you ever really experience fun or enjoyment is when you are high or looking forward to the next time. And with any serious drug addiction, the psychological side is 90% of the addiction! You can detox and rid your system of the withdrawal effects of any drug, but keeping your mind off them and learning to live without drugs is always the hardest part.

 

So what am I to do? I no longer have any drugs and I'm not planning on buying anymore (unless I can find someone who has shrooms =| ).

 

Definitely don't take Mollie then. I rolled for my first time about a week or two ago and it was the funnest night of my life. I would do it so much more often if it wasn't bad for you. When I was 14 I crashed my dad's car and got pretty much raped by my parents, I had no motivation to do anything so I'd just smoke everyday. My parents cared about smoking, but I just didn't give a fuck. All I could think about was that bowl I was gonna smoke after I got home from school, then one day I looked at myself in the mirror and thought "What the fuck am I doing." I'd say that getting high is more of a lifestyle then an addiction. Sure you love getting high, but when you get high often enough it just becomes a part of your life.

 

Nah I'm definitely gonna roll again lol. It's too much fun to just not do again..

 

I have been smoking Weed since Freshman Year of Highschool. I am a senior now so about 3 years, Everyday smoking. It all started with Weed, when Me & My Buddy got involved with a big drug dealer around our area who we though was a cool guy, and one day he gave us a Dub (1g) for free ,rolled it up for us & said have fun. Man I saved that Blunt for DAYS until my Mom started to smell it in my room, It had to be smoked quick. So it was around July summer of 8th going to 9th grade, Me & my buddy smoked and I guess I kinda got high, BUT after that time, I haven't touched weed for 6months basically because I had no intrest in it.

Now, in my highschool it was a everyday thing to smoke weed, So I have got hooked on it and smoked everyday for past 3 years now. Last year tho was the worst year for me, My Bestfriend started poppin Pills, more frequently, and eventually led me to taking them aswell. Started with Xanax and perks, and eventually Oxys and hydros. I was getting them free, or robbing kids who sold. One day tho, we took things to far, and I mixed God knows how many Xanax with Oxys + Jack , and basically the next day I woke up in the hospital bed, The doctor said I'm lucky to be alive. Worst day of my life, I had severve nerve damage, my tounge came out of my mouth , my jaw was clinching againts my teeth, cracked all my teeth in front, my back (spine area) felt like someone stuck a knife in it, and i basically coulnt move/talk and then my tounge fell in my throat and I couln't breathe, I ended up in the ER and got morphine which instantly had all that shit go away.

The Day I came out of the hospital, Which was in July 2010, I told my Buddy (who introduced me to pills) that he should stop and I told him my story of what had happened. He popped Xanax right infront of me and said 'that won't happen to me' ... I haven't touched pills since then. I stopped talking to the Kid, and he overtime got really hooked on Oxy's... Which resulted in him having depression, Taking 16 Oxys + drinking, and hanging himself in his room ( Age 14) 7 days before his birthday.

This was the biggest wake up call for me. I honestly could care less about smoking weed now, Because I been there and done worse things, So the whole Gateway Drug thing is right, but Im passed it and learned.

Reading this thread, I hear some crazy stories, Hell I've never tried heroin and other top stuff... I've done coke 3 times but didn't enjoy the after effect of not being able to sleep and nose burns. I've done shrooms which were fun. But weed is the drug for me, I still smoke weed daily (about to go pack a bowl) and I don't care much. I might be mentally addicted but It doesn't effect me. I can go days without smoking, im not depandant on it, Simply I like the feeling & munchies. I'm pretty sure I'll quit one day if I'm put in a position to, but right now It's not effecting my life in any negative way (but summonces from cops) , My parents known for 2 years and their OK with it, I just pray that I'm never in a situation where I go back on promising myself that I'll never go passed Weed again, Because thanks to opiates Im lucky to be here typing this right now.

As to all the other guys, I read your stories, word for word, their great , Im going to be following this thread because I know what some of you go thru, and it's nice to help people out. As to Herman, Do whatever you'd like I cant stop you, But take my advice, Stick to weed & don't get started with pills, Eventually they will bite you in the ass.

Good Luck Everyone

 

Good read man thanks for the story. Two things I'd like to address;

You say weed is a gateway drug because of what happened to you. It can be a gateway drug, sure, but it depends on the person. If you started with pills then pills would've been the gateway drug.

And don't worry about me I know the dangers and precautions of every drug before I take them, and give myself a lengthy amount of time between usage. For example, I took E on July 2nd. It was the time of my life. Around 2 weeks later some girl texted me and asked if I wanted to roll with her. I could've and it probably would've been the best night of my life (this girl was in love with me basically lol), but I didn't want to overdo it so I knew I should wait a least a month between rolls. It's over two months now and I still haven't rolled. The same with pills. I took those percocets on tuesday and I'm not planning on taking another opiate for at least a month now.


edit like 20 hours later: Bout to try this legal bud called "Happy Hour". Apparently its extremely potent

 

I read your story man and it was very touching. There is a few comments I would like to make, aswell as share an experience of my own with you.

First of all, I personally think smoking weed is ok for some people, but that all depends on the individual. I have many friends who smoke weed and have for years, and are completel regular people with jobs, girlfriends/boyfriends, going to school etc. and yet they have no personal desire to use any other sorts of drugs. Marijuana itself is generally a fairly harmless drug in itself. I think the danger in this drug lies in certain types of people using it for the WRONG reasons. These are the types of people that will graduate to harder drugs in the long run for one reason or another, regardless of whether they smoke alot of weed or not. These people often have other issues in their life that lead them to drugs and alcohol in a general sense, in order to escape from their problems. So although I am a drug addict, I have no problems with weed and I have always viewed it on a seperate scale when compared to alcohol & other hard drugs (although some people think this is an odd and hyprocritical view).

Second - I think it is terrible what happened to your friend man, and it is horrible that something so bad had to happen to open your eyes up to the reality of drugs. But those are the unfortunate reality of the dangerous world of opiates and other hard drugs.. I have experienced it myself...

The story I wanted to share with you is sort of similar to your own, although slightly different in other aspects. It happened recently (early June of this year, right before the summer) and involved a death of one of my close friends. Basically I had just moved into my parents and was stuggling to get clean while waiting to get on the methadone program. My Dad was secretly buying methadone off the street for me behind my Mom's back in order to keep me from going into withdrawal and either stealing from my parents, or doing something stupid in order to get the heroin I needed. After 2 weeks I ran out of juice and had a day where I woke up and realized that I would need to find some money to take care of myself that day. I was sitting at the computer in the morning and was very anxious about the whole situation, when one of my old friends from work a few years back contacted me via facebook. He told me he had just moved into a new apartment on his own a few blocks from my parents house and that I should come over and have a few drinks with him to celebrate. It was 10:30 am. I agreed and went over and we ended up having an amazing time hanging out and drinking, laughing and sharing all our old stories from the restaurant we worked in together. He was well aware that I was addicted to heroin now, and we shared an almost unspoken understanding of each other as he was a heavy boozer and well known for having a problem with alcohol. I knew he was an alcoholic, whether he ever said it outloud to me or not. But he was like me, and I felt comfortable around him.

After an hour or 2 at his house, the topic of my addiction came up and I explained my situation and how I was trying to get clean and on a waiting list for prescribed methadone, but was still chipping and taking illegal juice and heroin whenever I could. I also explained that I had nothing for the day and the alcohol was just prolonging the inevitable withdrawal that was starting to dawn on my system. I asked him to borrow $50 in order to get some heroin from my dealer and he agreed in order to help me out so I called up one of my guys and grabbed a bag off him. This is where the story gets fucked up...

The last thing I remember was sipping on a vodka tonic with him at his minibar and emptying half of the bag into a spoon, cooking it up, and tying off my arm with a belt while he watched silently. I pushed the plunger down, and everything went black.

Next thing I know, I am waking up on a stretcher in the ambulance with a bunch of people poking and prodding me while I was being rocked back and forth from the moving vehicle. I threw up all over myself and one of the paramedics and felt like a complete bag of shit for the duration of the ride to the hospital, where I was informed I had overdosed on heroin. (I have overdosed before when I was alone and had been lucky enough to simply wake up a few hours later passed out on the bathroom floor, or the couch, and simply shake it off as being luck) It was not until a doctor sat down with me a couple hours later that he explained I had overdosed and went unconscious immediately, falling backwards off the barstool. My friend panicked and called 911 and must have hidden the dope and my needle and literally saved my life, as when the paramedics arrived I had completely stopped breathing and had to be shot full of narcan in order to be revived. My friend saved my life, and I would have died that day so fast without ever even knowing it had happened... I owe my friend my life.

So you can imagine my shock when the police showed up at my parents house the next morning. I figured they were just there to check up on me after reading the report of me overdosing the day before. But I knew something was wrong when they told me to sit down.. They explained that they were the same cops who answered the 911 call to come save me the day before, and that they had been at the same house later that same night. My friend, the one who saved my life and must have been horrified to see me overdose right in front of his very eyes, was dead. He had been found alone, unconscious and unresponsive with the same bag of dope I had left at his house lying nearby. They found 1 needle in the suite, with multiple track marks up his forearm. Track marks that were not there when I visited him earlier the previous day...infact, to my knowledge my friend had never even used a needle in his entire life. So my friend died trying to copy me and teach himself how to shoot heroin. My carelessness in leaving my gear behind and in bringing the fucking drugs into his house in the first place killed my friend. And now I have to live with that for the rest of my life and my recovery.

I struggle to stay clean everyday, and I often want to go back to using heroin. There is not a minute of the day that I do not think of it. But I want to try and honour my friend's death by doing something good with my life and moving forward from this horrible tragedy. My friend was only 24. I am only 20.

Thankyou if you took the time to read this, as it was much longer than I intended it to be. This is something I have only spoken of openly ONE time, which was in the second group therapy meeting I ever attended. It took all my strength not to cry in front of a room of strangers and so I found it much easier to repeat the story over the internet. I just wanted you to know that I have also experienced a tragedy that motivated me seek help and try to clean my life up... It is very unfortunate, but quite often these horrible "wake up calls" need to happen before people really hit bottom and want to try to do something about the state of their lives. It really sickens me sometimes thinking about how much I want to shoot some dope, even after everything that has happened. You think a sane person would have experienced enough to never want to go near another drug in their life...

 

I would love to keep this thread alive for other people who have addictions issues and need somewhere to discuss them. Anyone else have any experiences they would like to share?

 

I just realized that smoking weed makes me extremely unmotivated :/ and I basically DO NOT talk when I'm high...............Gonna stop smoking for a while :/

P.S. The Happy Hour legal bud sucked. Never try it.