To give you guys a little bit of a background, the town my girlfriend and I moved to one of the richest and safest cities in the USA. Given that there is a very small crime rate and any hard drugs besides pills or meth around here are basically non-existent, the idea of scoring some blow in our area obviously wasn't going to happen.
We had each previously done street cocaine years before in Texas where the blow runs pretty wild because of the Mexican border, and loved it every time. It was sort of like champagne, something fun to do but nothing you'd want to binge on. After we were eventually introduced to DNMS I took it upon myself to get us some more of that white dragon we hadn't had in forever and made my first ever darknet purchase for a g of fishscale cocaine for $90.
My girl and I anticipated the package for days, and honestly secretly thought it would never show up. To our surprise it showed up at our house 2 day ship, the prettiest package right there in our mailbox. Soon as I saw the product I couldn't believe what I was seeing, a solid chunk of cocaine that shined beautifully in the light. This wasn't some HQ coke this was straight fire fishscale 80's disco-ball blow that chopped down fine as snow, after that line hit my brain I felt the most intense euphoria followed by the greatest satisfaction I've ever felt in my life. Little did I know that day was going to be a slow start to a $600 a week cocaine habit.
Cocaine is a drug that creeps up on you, It's still one of my favorite drugs to use responsibly to this day but the withdrawals are pretty terrifying especially if it's the first thing you ever withdrawal on after something mild like tobacco products. When I say it creeps up on you I mean I didn't even realize I was addicted for 6 full months of heavy use, even when we had drawers full of 8ball, quarter and a couple 14g baggies and always coke up our nose. I think the day that did it was when my girlfriend and I had ripped a couple of fatass lines before going out all day and by the end of the day without getting high again because we were still driving around I remember feeling so irritated, having intense road rage and wanting to get home to get another line. I soon connected the two since the withdrawal was something like wanting to "smoke a cigarette but out of your nose" as we called it. At this time we realized we were too far deep, and totally fucking addicted so that day both my girlfriend and I decided to quit mid eight-ball completely cold turkey.
The next day rolls around and without our usual morning line we feel like we can barely get up out of bed and feel super weak with nausea, stomach pains and are throwing up all day with intense urges for cocaine, however it was very easy to control ourselves from doing it because we felt so sick. Days 3-18 were a mixture of violent mood changes similar to bipolar disorder, with heavy munchies, confusion, depression, anxiety and just feeling completely out of our heads with strong coke cravings in between. In some weird way, cocaine had literally changed both of our body's chemistry to where everything felt out of place without the drug. After about the 5th day without cocaine our sleeping patterns changed and we would toss and turn during the night, always waking up early in the mornings feeling instantly wide awake and that we never could get enough sleep. Around day 22 we felt like our sleep cycle was finally morphing back to normal, and the months after our symptoms finally decreased until we felt like we had slipped back into a healthy reality.
I wrote this to help people who go down the same route with any drug in our DNM community as its fun for a little while until it becomes a problem. We're now sober and deciding to hit another line but watch our shit this time, I just want to remind you people who care to always take care of your mental health, make drugs a fun choice not an addiction and remember to stay safe :)
How are you smart enough to become rich, but too stupid to know cocaine is addicting?
Fucking america