Is heroin really as good as people say it is?

I told my story as a warning. The first few highs, whatever but heed my warnings do not continue using this garbage to the point your physically dependent on it. The life you “life after that is not a life you WANT to live!!

You know your addiction bad when you do finally get a bag and after using, you begin preparing your house for the next round of withdrawing. If of course you somehow were lucky enough to not loose that to that it… For more information about medications and purchasing visit my quora profile. I spent years too HATING myself, my life, my choices, HATING HEROIN for its relaxing pain free appeal luring unsuspecting good people into its dark depths. Finally after I thought the last shred of hope disappeared from me. The universe gave me a way out of the endless daily cycle. A methadone/suboxone clinic opened up in my town and I quickly signed up!

Sorry to have answered your question with almost a full biography about my life while on that dreadful drug, but since it's still fresh in my mind and body, I couldn't help but share my experience. I don't know where all these people get “it's the best feeling ever”shit from… it's all a bunch of crap. They must not remember how being sick truely felt. Maybe its been a long time so it's not so fresh in there minds like it is in mine.

Hi everybody! I have been looking at posts on narcs and narc abuse on here and if has really helped me out a lot. I am currently struggling with my situation and need some advice/support. I met a narc last year, everything seemed to good to be true. Love bombing, always texting calling and taking me on dates. Everything changed when someone warned me about him out in public in front of him and who he is. This caused a conflict with us and the love bombing seized. he would tell me that everything is okay and i can come and talk. He would set a time limit on me and kick me out after that. he would then text me like everything was fine and we hung out again and after that he completely ghosted me for one week. He came back and texted me a week later laughing about the ghosting and acting like nothing had happened. he continued to text me ( not like in the beginning) make plans with me, then on the day of the plans he would just ghost me. One day he would act interested the next silence. i contacted him a month later and he acted like nothing happened. He was on a vacation and sent me a picture of another woman ( someone he allegedly met on the trip) to strike a reaction but i never gave him one. After the trip he came to my place and was extremely rude, accusing me of going on dates with a bunch of men. The next day he accused me of being an alcoholic and that he wanted nothing to do with me but said well maybe we can be "friends" then ghosted me i assumed at this point it was over and i would never hear from him again. He contacted me on the holiday a month later acting like everything was great. We ended up hanging out a month or so later and when we hung out it went well, i thought things were going in the right direction. after we hung out.. silence. I would try to text him and if he replied it would be very short then he just stopped replying. He ghosted me for almost three months. I thought he was done this time and of course he popped up again like nothing happened. At this point i was getting sick of if so i questioned him as to why he dissapeared and always does this. Of course he had some sob story about a injury and family member dying of cancer. I felt pity for him and he gave me an apology.. so i took him back stupidly. things seemed to be going smooth for a couple months, of course until his family member died and his injury got better he never contacted me and was distant. Menawhile, i was there for him during the difficult time for him. He lied to me about the funeral and never wanted to chat. I was chasing him and he would always claim nothing was wrong but when i said i thought he used me when he was down he could not handle it and would always tell me he didnt care and to go away. I would get so upset i would try texting him to work it out he would barelt respond and if he did he would not be nice about it. we did hang out a couple times after that, he would ignore me after. One day i was like hey i think you are seeing someone else, and i was like well ixam seeing someone so no problem if you are he said " buy bye good luck with your new guy stop contacting me" i was devastated and tried to get into contact with him for weeks then i just gave up and accepted it was over. He ended up contacting me a month later acting like everything was fine. He wanted to go out and have drinks i told him i would. He and i both seemed to have a great time. He ends up ignoring me again. I kept texting him trying to figure out what was wrong. He kept saying everything was fine and i said ok can we hang out again? He said maybe i was like why? He just kept saying maybe … our last conversation we had… i said what is wrong ? He said nothing is wrong everything is fine. I asked him why he keeps saying maybe. He said " maybe but i dont want to see you right now" i said why? He saix " im just not feeling it, if i wanted to date i would" i said why did you contact me less then a week ago wanting to go out? He said i didnt.. even though he did. So i said should i just move on or what? He said whatever you want to do. So i said that he was really confusing me and asked him if he had anything more to say before i move on? My messages were turning green so i panicked he blocked me and reacted irrationally. I said " omg did you block me? My messages are not going through. Even texted him on my work phone asking what was up. And called him twice ( please dont judge me i know it is pathetic i never was this type of girl before him) so he replied and said " Ok I'll block you now" then immedietly blocked me. He has never blocked me before since I have met him he will just ghost. Is this ths final discard aka " grand finale? Did i just push him too far? this has upset me so much its hard to even function.

Those 2 basically eat up any and all time you have so there's zero room for anything else that may seem important.

Heroin sucks!! Speaking as a recovering addict of 5+ years… I hated it at first. Gave me head aches and all I could think is “why the hell am I spending $$ on crap that's gonna make me itchy like poison oak is covering me head to toe, and that's gonna make me pass out. Yay sleep my entire high away. Awesome. Then as it became a hit drug in my area it was just everywhere. I was using alot of meth before I did heroin, but meth was getting harder to get but heroin was SUPER easy. So what the hell. Kept trying it and trying it till I didn't give me head aches anymore so I thought great, maybe I'll actually get loaded this time. NOPE! Don't get me wrong, in those bullshit 5 years i spent using I did manage to get really enjoyably high. But no where near best feeling in the world.

Calling all your dealers as soon as that $ hits your hand. On average I had to have 10+ people to call. Because heroin addicts are flaky, shady, and will bail out on you as your sitting at the designated spot. Thus having many dealers allows for a higher success rate of buying your sack. If all goes well, it only took half the day to get your bag. Good days it's quicker, bad days are the unsuccessful all day missions driving all over hell and back, car running on fumes, get home and prepare for the night of withdrawls ahead.

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After the “point of no return” hits (onset symptoms of withdrawls) the drug becomes a necessity. Like eating and breathing. Because without it, good luck attempting to do anything but lay around feeling like a festering sack of garbage that was left in the sun for who knows how long. The only important things in my life during those years were

I still go to the clinic and have stayed cleaned since the day I signed in. My body still hasnt recovered from the damages my addiction inflicted. Month1:slept all day everyday month2:slept half the day and just say around the other half and a few more months of awkward laziness and endless naps I finally have been collecting the shattered pieces of my former life and am slowly putting it all back together.

I could write a book on what withdrawing is like and how You feel. But to make it short, honest, horribly to the point. Puking everywhere, shitting while puking. No sleep at all. I dubbed my type of trying to sleep as “alligator death rolls” (my longest period of no sleep while withdrawing: 7 days straight not a minute of sleep) sweating bullets and freezing at the same time. constantly adjusting for those brief beautiful couple minutes of comfort before it's no longer comfortable in the slightest and move again. Look like your crying all the time cause your eyes just water none stop. Hairs all greasy from sweating and not showering for days because your just to damn sick to get the hell up and stand in a shower. All the while your backs on fire (not literally of course) and in pain. Feels as if a boney hand has reached into your back and laced it's fingers inbetween your ribs and just grabs on and doesn't release till You get more heroin. Then and only then will the death grip on your spine relax and give some relief. ..

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Getting money. Plain and simple. I gotta say though, never resorted to random petty thefts, stealing from my friends or family. Even with heroin now controlling my days, i couldnt bring myself to do it. Instead pawning everything i had, pan handling, and collecting cans worked enough to keep me well.

I like to refer to my wasted years of addiction as a period of time where I was “frozen” my life never progressed forward. I suppose you DO end up going backwards. Full time job, owned my own car, paid my bills etc. And of my addiction: jobless for over a year, car for impounded, fines from traffic tickets exceed 10k, ALL MY POSSESSIONS I cherished and loved are long gone. Either traded for drugs (trades for barely anything.. item-$100 trades for a 20$ of heroin) or the pawn shop now has my stuff. All the things you loose begin to become overwhelming and once your resources are all used up. All favors have been called in and all favors you ask are now used up and no one will answer you anymore. That's about the point I really saw, truely saw how far id fallen. Spend 4-6 days a week fully withdrawing frantic and despritly trying to figure out a way to get well. So you can get not high; but just normal. So much bullshit has to be done in order to feel normal. Those hours of “normal” aren't enjoyed because the withdraws are without a doubt just a few short hours away…

Once the thrills of the first time heroin uses wear away and you notice you are sluggish and not feeling 100% the real face of that horrible drug shows itself…

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