Thinking about trying drugs

amberorca192 said:So, tell us—what kind of drug experiences are you pulling from to make such expert commentary?

I'm guessing being an MIT alum makes you some kind of high-level connoisseur of a good time. 🙏 🙏 🙏

A wise person learns from the mistakes of others, while a fool only learns from their own. 😉

amberorca192 said:Into what? Getting sucked into what?

If you're talking about heroin addiction, the thing is, I had a pretty skewed perspective on it. Even though I had plenty of experience with other stuff when I first started using heroin, I also knew people who had been on horse for ages. As for the addiction itself... man, you wouldn't believe how long it took for it to actually grab me. Because it happened so slowly, I thought I was fine since I didn't have issues when I stopped. But once it hits? Getting clean is brutal. Thank God I made it out, but I don't regret a single day of using any drug. I've lived through enough stuff that I couldn't even explain it to people who currently use, let alone someone who hasn't touched anything in their life.

As for the kid, the way he ends up wanting to use is pretty damn rare. 🤣

But that's nothing compared to what a few rare people have written on this thread, and honestly, I feel bad for them. Acting like they know everything, especially in the way some people here do, is just pathetic. Though, seeing people like that is actually helpful—if you ever think you're doing poorly in life, seeing these guys would make you feel a lot better.🙏 🙏 🙏

amberorca192 said:Who’s talking about chemical orgasms? Where did you even find that part? No. Most people get hooked because they don't realize they're addicted until they decide to quit. Nobody gets hooked because of curiosity, bad friends, or ego. They do it because of themselves.

Look, sweetheart, let's look at the timeline. Started smoking cigarettes in 2nd grade. Alcohol in 5th. Hash in 6th. Snorting glue, a little bit of LSD and speed in 7th. Then pills and coke in 3rd and 4th grade, and heroin by 20. I went hard. I'm talking 20 pills in a single night, tripping for two or three days straight. I know people who used way less than me for a fraction of the time and they're completely fried. Caused problems for my family? Not really. I finished school, did two years of college—dropped out because I just wasn't feeling it anymore—then went to a trade school in $8667, graduated top three in my class, and landed a job right where I interned. I've got the car I always wanted, the new bike I wanted, and everything else I want. So, honestly, I don't see how drugs negatively impacted my life. Between the substances and the lifestyle, I've lived more than most people do in eighty-five years.

I mean, what’s the point of using if you aren't having a good time and feeling good? Some people drink coffee and are so hooked they can't function if they don't have their fix in the morning. So when someone like that tries to lecture me about drugs, yeah, it's natural for me to be arrogant. In those moments, I enjoy being arrogant just as much as they enjoy their precious morning coffee.😘

amberorca192 said:Into what? Getting sucked into what?

If you're talking about heroin addiction, the thing is, I had a pretty skewed perspective on it. Even though I had plenty of experience with other stuff when I first started using heroin, I also knew people who had been on horse for ages. As for the addiction itself... man, you wouldn't believe how long it took for it to actually grab me. Because it happened so slowly, I thought I was fine since I didn't have issues when I stopped. But once it hits? Getting clean is brutal. Thank God I made it out, but I don't regret a single day of using any drug. I've lived through enough stuff that I couldn't even explain it to people who currently use, let alone someone who hasn't touched anything in their life.

As for the kid, the way he ends up wanting to use is pretty damn rare. 🤣

But that's nothing compared to what a few rare people have written on this thread, and honestly, I feel bad for them. Acting like they know everything, especially in the way some people here do, is just pathetic. Though, seeing people like that is actually helpful—if you ever think you're doing poorly in life, seeing these guys would make you feel a lot better.🙏 🙏 🙏

These three rare comments are particularly interesting to me.

I honestly can't wrap my head around how someone who has been through the hell of drug use can feel happy or even proud of having done it—or even happier about successfully quitting. There seems to be such a deep need to glorify the high and one's drugged states.

It especially stands out to me when they claim they felt great and "really lived" while under the influence.

The truth is, you might just be experiencing an ILLUSION (which is usually just a side effect of the drugs) that life is good.

From an outside perspective, with a clear mind, a user is perhaps the most pathetic creature on earth.

Two snapshots come to mind:

-I'll never forget my friend Top while we were sitting there buzzed in front of a record store, and one guy ends up in a semi-coma. Friends are crowding around him, trying to call him back to reality. But Top, looking totally wasted himself and having plenty of experience, just shouts to them:
"Just leave him alone. You have no idea how good he feels right now."

-Last night at Times Square, two guys are sitting near me, completely out of it. One is watching tourists and tour guides, lamenting how much he'd love to do that job since his English is native-level, before pivoting to talk about how the first floor of St. Patrick was the hardest part to build and everything else was easy. The other guy spends the whole time texting, occasionally swallowing saliva that keeps leaking from his half-open mouth.

Tomorrow, they'll tell everyone what a great time they had. 😁

And how much they "lived" while they were using. Especially if they manage to get clean.

Drugs are entirely subjective; one person might feel like they’re flying high while another spirals straight into paranoia. That's why I’m a firm believer in the "try everything once" approach—you have to experiment to figure out what actually works for you. 🙄
dustypilot22 should probably stick to discussing politics instead. 🙂

dustypilot22 said:A wise person learns from the mistakes of others, while a fool only learns from their own. 😉

Seriously, you're such a joke, 🤣 acting like a total 🙏 🙏 🙏

Respect, amberorca192

amberorca192 said:Who’s talking about chemical orgasms? Where did you even find that part? No. Most people get hooked because they don't realize they're addicted until they decide to quit. Nobody gets hooked because of curiosity, bad friends, or ego. They do it because of themselves.

Look, sweetheart, let's look at the timeline. Started smoking cigarettes in 2nd grade. Alcohol in 5th. Hash in 6th. Snorting glue, a little bit of LSD and speed in 7th. Then pills and coke in 3rd and 4th grade, and heroin by 20. I went hard. I'm talking 20 pills in a single night, tripping for two or three days straight. I know people who used way less than me for a fraction of the time and they're completely fried. Caused problems for my family? Not really. I finished school, did two years of college—dropped out because I just wasn't feeling it anymore—then went to a trade school in $8667, graduated top three in my class, and landed a job right where I interned. I've got the car I always wanted, the new bike I wanted, and everything else I want. So, honestly, I don't see how drugs negatively impacted my life. Between the substances and the lifestyle, I've lived more than most people do in eighty-five years.

I mean, what’s the point of using if you aren't having a good time and feeling good? Some people drink coffee and are so hooked they can't function if they don't have their fix in the morning. So when someone like that tries to lecture me about drugs, yeah, it's natural for me to be arrogant. In those moments, I enjoy being arrogant just as much as they enjoy their precious morning coffee.😘

😍 where should I start?

If you have self-control, anything is possible when you want it to be.

A bit of advice for the younger crowd. Don't overdo it, and don't make it your "every weekend" thing.

If you're smart about it, it can be rewarding; otherwise, you're just screwing yourself over... it really comes down to who you are. If you don't have much else going on in your life, I wouldn't recommend drugs.

Provided you know how to hold the reins....

That was me back when I was around 17, trying it for the first time with an ex... it was great. Over the next six or seven years, I went through maybe 20 or 30 hits, and honestly, nothing changed for me.
It’s vital that you don't get stuck in it or start viewing it as your only way to have fun.

amberorca192 said:Seriously, you're such a joke, 🤣 acting like a total 🙏 🙏 🙏

He’s not a punk, actually... he grew up in San Francisco back when this city was basically synonymous with drugs, so he knows exactly what he’s talking about. Out of five family houses in my old neighborhood, two have sons who are addicts—supposedly they’re "clean" now, but whatever, they’re useless. They can't hold down a real job to save their lives unless they're pushing product. Three houses down, one girl managed to escape and get married; she works here and there now, but she picked up Hepatitis C along the way, which I guess in the euphoric world of junkies just counts as "moving on." In my old elementary school class, three kids went down the drain. One girl—who used to be an honors student studying vet med—I saw her last summer working under the table selling sandwiches at a fast-food joint; she’s barely eighty pounds and had the misfortune of not having wealthy parents, so I can only imagine how she ended up on drugs. The second guy is gone, dead, and the third one "works construction in Italy," which really means he showed up after a near-death overdose. High school? It’s the same stories over and over. I won't even list the kids from the neighboring classes; they just fall under the "anonymous locals" category. My cousin was a great kid, a bit high-strung, right? His parents had to sell their house just to pay off debts, and now he lives with his retired parents in a cabin out in the sticks, stealing from them constantly and scaring them half to death every time he heads into town. He did a little bit of drugs—everyone does, right? A little euphoria, whatever. Then there’s my good friend’s sister... twenty wasted, hollowed-out souls I see standing outside my house every single day in my new neighborhood. I even had five rounds of guys from the Retro center delivering furniture to me when I moved... and all this is coming from a Woman from San Francisco whose social circle never even touched weed, let alone anything else. So yeah, go ahead, you little kid from 80s San Francisco, declare him unqualified to talk about drugs and see who the real idiot is here...

It’s true, though. The ones whose parents have enough cash so they don't have to deal, steal, or prostitute themselves just to fund a habit usually fare a bit better. Now you just have to calculate what percentage of Americans have a few thousand bucks stashed away to bail a son or daughter out of trouble, paying for expensive schools and businesses to give them a "normal" life without a criminal record... versus the vast majority who end up with their mental and physical health trashed, teetering on bankruptcy—invisible statistics to most, but plain as day to anyone whose brain hasn't been fried by narcotics...

San Francisco was devastated by drugs and had to face the cold hard truth: you can only fight this evil one way, and that’s realizing everyone who thinks they're "too smart" to get hooked is actually a complete moron. It’s pathetic that people can’t learn from others' experiences; clearly, that kind of awareness only hits society once everything is thoroughly screwed up...

Here’s how the cycle usually plays out: you start by just doing it on Saturdays, and by Sunday afternoon around 2:00, you feel somewhat functional—exactly how you want to feel. So, you do it again the next Saturday, and then Sunday too, just because you're bored... and it just keeps going like that.
Eventually, you end up completely paranoid, a total wreck, spiraling straight down the drain...
Once someone becomes an addict, they're always an addict; getting out is incredibly difficult, which is why people try so hard to avoid those specific combinations in the first place.
Even after years of staying clean, if someone offers you something or a certain situation triggers a memory... it might be enough to pull you back in.
I don't know what your goal is here, but you're far too young for this. Good luck.

zenazmaj, stop clinging to those life dogmas and all the lies they feed you.
Glad you found the recipe... for total ruin, I suppose? 🙂

Eating a couple of strawberries is great, sure. But if you polish off a whole pound, you’re going to end up miserable with a stomach ache... it’s the exact same analogy. 🙂

By that logic, am I an addict?
Go ahead, vent... does a guy who drinks once start hitting the hard stuff every weekend and end up beating his wife twenty years later? 🙂

You might as well just go on record saying that every single moron and idiot out there is using every day, every weekend, and so on.
Moderation is a matter of character.

Just start with the alphabet and work your way through; you'll eventually figure out what fits you best.
So, who are you really... 😵

Keith James812 said:He’s not a punk, actually... he grew up in San Francisco back when this city was basically synonymous with drugs, so he knows exactly what he’s talking about. Out of five family houses in my old neighborhood, two have sons who are addicts—supposedly they’re "clean" now, but whatever, they’re useless. They can't hold down a real job to save their lives unless they're pushing product. Three houses down, one girl managed to escape and get married; she works here and there now, but she picked up Hepatitis C along the way, which I guess in the euphoric world of junkies just counts as "moving on." In my old elementary school class, three kids went down the drain. One girl—who used to be an honors student studying vet med—I saw her last summer working under the table selling sandwiches at a fast-food joint; she’s barely eighty pounds and had the misfortune of not having wealthy parents, so I can only imagine how she ended up on drugs. The second guy is gone, dead, and the third one "works construction in Italy," which really means he showed up after a near-death overdose. High school? It’s the same stories over and over. I won't even list the kids from the neighboring classes; they just fall under the "anonymous locals" category. My cousin was a great kid, a bit high-strung, right? His parents had to sell their house just to pay off debts, and now he lives with his retired parents in a cabin out in the sticks, stealing from them constantly and scaring them half to death every time he heads into town. He did a little bit of drugs—everyone does, right? A little euphoria, whatever. Then there’s my good friend’s sister... twenty wasted, hollowed-out souls I see standing outside my house every single day in my new neighborhood. I even had five rounds of guys from the Retro center delivering furniture to me when I moved... and all this is coming from a Woman from San Francisco whose social circle never even touched weed, let alone anything else. So yeah, go ahead, you little kid from 80s San Francisco, declare him unqualified to talk about drugs and see who the real idiot is here...

It’s true, though. The ones whose parents have enough cash so they don't have to deal, steal, or prostitute themselves just to fund a habit usually fare a bit better. Now you just have to calculate what percentage of Americans have a few thousand bucks stashed away to bail a son or daughter out of trouble, paying for expensive schools and businesses to give them a "normal" life without a criminal record... versus the vast majority who end up with their mental and physical health trashed, teetering on bankruptcy—invisible statistics to most, but plain as day to anyone whose brain hasn't been fried by narcotics...

San Francisco was devastated by drugs and had to face the cold hard truth: you can only fight this evil one way, and that’s realizing everyone who thinks they're "too smart" to get hooked is actually a complete moron. It’s pathetic that people can’t learn from others' experiences; clearly, that kind of awareness only hits society once everything is thoroughly screwed up...

Well, what are the downsides?

There is no such thing as a stupid question... there are only foolish answers! If a kid is hell-bent on getting hooked on drugs and throwing their entire life away... perhaps we should just offer them some decent advice on how to go about doing it with a little bit of dignity. 🙂

Man, I feel like people are taking this way too far... like, some kid just wants to ask a question, he’s just drawing heat here, and now everyone’s at each other's throats... btw, did you guys know I heard somewhere that only about 10% of people who try anything actually become addicts? Most are just seasonal users... saw it in some article or newspaper once... and the main thing is, it hits everyone differently! So, this kid comes in asking stuff—whatever, who cares?—but isn't this basically a place where people talk about their experiences?!?! I’m no expert myself (just a little weed here and there, that's it), but damn, there are way worse things out there than trying drugs... yeah, getting hooked is a real issue, true, but... and today EVERYTHING IS EVERYWHERE!so think about it... when I see my parents convinced that this stuff isn't even happening around here, acting like drugs are practically non-existent in the city, yet I can't even step outside without seeing someone totally wasted... honestly, society is just going downhill fast! In a few years, we'll probably look back and think our kids were "just doing drugs," but I bet they'll find something even more messed up that we won't even recognize... hmmm... anyway, I'm rambling... let me send this over, don't feel like picking and choosing what to post right now... peace, later!

It’s honestly ridiculous how everyone jumped on this thread, acting like they all have some profound insight or the one "correct" answer, meanwhile, the guy who started it hasn't even bothered to reply 🤣 I bet that was his whole game—just baiting enough people to trigger this massive wave of posts.

As mindless as this topic might be, drugs always find a way to reel people in, one way or another. 👍

What really gets under my skin—and yeah, call me overly sentimental if you want—is seeing how much more traction this gets compared to the heavy-hitting threads. We have topics dealing with issues that actually matter to our lives, things that affect us all, and they barely get any views over an entire month. It’s a damn shame. 😳

Angela Wright said:It’s honestly ridiculous how everyone jumped on this thread, acting like they all have some profound insight or the one "correct" answer, meanwhile, the guy who started it hasn't even bothered to reply 🤣 I bet that was his whole game—just baiting enough people to trigger this massive wave of posts.

As mindless as this topic might be, drugs always find a way to reel people in, one way or another. 👍

What really gets under my skin—and yeah, call me overly sentimental if you want—is seeing how much more traction this gets compared to the heavy-hitting threads. We have topics dealing with issues that actually matter to our lives, things that affect us all, and they barely get any views over an entire month. It’s a damn shame. 😳

Personally, I suspect he might not have even posted this himself. Maybe it was some college studentrunning an experiment, or perhaps a journalist looking for inspiration for a future article. But just because that might be the case doesn't mean seventeen-year-olds facing the exact same dilemma aren't reading this, right? It's still worth having a little conversation about it, don't you think? 😘

amberorca192, do you actually 'believe' any of this nonsense you've put out there...
🙂

dustypilot22 said:Personally, I suspect he might not have even posted this himself. Maybe it was some college studentrunning an experiment, or perhaps a journalist looking for inspiration for a future article. But just because that might be the case doesn't mean seventeen-year-olds facing the exact same dilemma aren't reading this, right? It's still worth having a little conversation about it, don't you think? 😘

And how exactly do you and the rest of us on this forum plan to solve the life crisis of a seventeen-year-old? If the older generation hasn't already...🙄
Once a seventeen-year-old decides they want something, there isn't a God or devil on this earth capable of talking them out of it. At least, I know I wasn't like that at seventeen—and I was a remarkably well-behaved kid, too.

Angela Wright said:It’s honestly ridiculous how everyone jumped on this thread, acting like they all have some profound insight or the one "correct" answer, meanwhile, the guy who started it hasn't even bothered to reply 🤣 I bet that was his whole game—just baiting enough people to trigger this massive wave of posts.

As mindless as this topic might be, drugs always find a way to reel people in, one way or another. 👍

What really gets under my skin—and yeah, call me overly sentimental if you want—is seeing how much more traction this gets compared to the heavy-hitting threads. We have topics dealing with issues that actually matter to our lives, things that affect us all, and they barely get any views over an entire month. It’s a damn shame. 😳

So, you think this topic isn't important?

Once a 17-year-old makes up his mind, there isn't a soul on God's green earth who can talk him out of it... at least, I wasn't like that at 17, even though I was a model child.

That’s exactly the point—you can't reason with him, but you can offer advice so he handles things as safely as possible.

It still blows my mind how people lump all drugs together. MDMA, LSD, meth, oxy—it’s all the same bucket to them. You try one thing and suddenly you're better off dead; you've basically stepped straight into "drug hell."🤮