Yeah, I really fucked up this time. Things were going great, and then life hit a speed bump. I started hitting the foil a little too hard after realizing what it is that makes opiates so addicting—it made me numb (-ish).
It’s a myth that opioid addicts just don’t care about anyone or feel any emotions. They (we?) do but it’s significantly dulled. In my case, the opioids made me stop thinking of someone I used to be friends with—someone who I had hurt, and whose memory I was beating myself up over without a single day of rest.
My friends noticed I was hitting the foil a little too hard and banned me from doing any more opioids. Then I got dopesick for the first time ever. Then I fell off the wagon because even though it was only mild withdrawal, it sucked so much.
So basically I’m fucked. I have to do something now or I’m fucked. And I can’t fucking do it without a little help from some of my chemical friends.
- I need kratom. Good kratom, not the minimart shit.
- Loperamide, AKA Imodium.
- Supplements. I have to look up what kind to look for, but I know there are a few that will help.
And before I drop my CashApp/Venmo, an IMPORTANT MESSAGE:
I did not, I repeat did not use any of the money I fundraised recently to buy drugs. IN FACT, I DID NOT PAY FOR THESE DRUGS AT ALL.
YES I REALLY AM THAT MUCH OF A BALLER.
Anyways, please help. Opioid addiction is the closest you can get to experiencing Hell.
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