Citation: bcd always. "A Rush of Pure Heaven: An Experience with Heroin & Alprazolam (exp89200)". Erowid.org. Aug 19, 2020. erowid.org/exp/89200
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I never imagined that I would do heroin in any form. For most of my life I had been strongly against hard drugs but during my senior year of high school, things changed. I first tried marijuana and loved it. Since then, I've been a regular user. During that year, I also tried salvia, MDMA, Adderall, and Xanax. In trying these drugs and having little to no negative side effects, I became much more open to all drugs. By the end of my senior year, I wanted to try everything I could get my hands on.
When I got to college, I started dating a guy (I'll call him John) who had been selling drugs for the last four years. He had experience with pretty much anything, and had connections everywhere. By the time I met John, he was still selling all different types of things. This was very convenient for me, since I was so curious about everything. During the 5 months we dated, I did MDMA, salvia, Adderall, Xanax, morphine, LSD, Crystal meth, painkillers, and heroin. I still remember very clearly the first time he offered it to me. I was apprehensive about it, but ultimately curious enough to try it. We smoked it off foil, and it was really kind of underwhelming.
We smoked it off foil, and it was really kind of underwhelming.
I thought I would feel more fucked up than I did. Then again, he wanted to be safe so I didn't do too much that time. For the next couple months, it became somewhat of a regular thing. I learned how to take the hits correctly and had a few nights that I became totally faded. It really grew on me.
Then, one night we decided to get barred out. We each had five 1mg footballs of Xanax and were definitely feeling it. It was hard to remember, as is with most Xanax experiences, but I know we were just laughing and watching videos and talking to some people on Skype. We were doing nothing really, but since we were barred out and with each other, it all seemed fun. He had recently started shooting heroin on occasion, which I wasn't exactly happy about, but was fine with as long as it didn't affect our relationship. I didn't think we would be doing any that night. But he got a call from his friend/dealer who lived upstairs, saying he got some really good stuff that John should try. He asked if it was okay with me if he went upstairs and did it. I told him it was fine, but I wanted to be there. I had never seen him do it before and, for some reason, I was just dying to watch it. I guess so that I wouldn't feel like I was being left out or something.
We went upstairs and said hello to his dealer (I'll call him Steve) and his girlfriend (Ashley). I sort of knew them, I had seen them around parties and stuff. I don't know how long we were up there, maybe 20 minutes, before Ashley asked me if I wanted to shoot some. John then insisted that I shouldn't, he didn't want me to get roped into what he was going through. Ashley and Steve then started arguing, yelling at John, saying that it was my decision and if I want to, I should be able to. It was all very confusing, but eventually, all 3 of them were looking at me, asking what I was going to do. I told them I wanted to do it.
I figured, all of them are doing it, why shouldn't I be able to? I just wanted to experience it myself. Ashley gathered up my hit for me, and wrapped my arm. I was still feeling the Xanax very much, so most of the time up there was hazy to me. Sitting in that chair, I remember being very nervous but excited. After finding a vein, she inserted the needle.
'Are you ready?' she asked?
I told her I was, and then she did it. As barred out as I was, I will never forget that rush of pure heaven. No other drug even held a candle to that feeling. I sat there for maybe 5 minutes, eyes closed, not caring to respond to what anyone else was saying. I was in my own world, it felt like what I was going through was so good, I had no interest in anyone else in the room
it felt like what I was going through was so good, I had no interest in anyone else in the room
. I felt like my body was taken over by some higher being whose only purpose was to bring me every kind of pleasantness imaginable. It was absolute euphoria. I don't remember how, but we managed to get down to his apartment again (I still don't remember if he even did any that night or not). For the rest of the night, we just spent wonderful time together. The sex was better than ever. Our conversation seemed to be so meaningful, I was just so happy.
We must have stayed awake for maybe 3 hours after that. Waking up the next morning was such a weird experience. I felt like my brain was fried. I had to go to class which was a hell of a hassle. Taking notes, I had to look up after every other word because I couldn't retain anything in my head. I felt so detached from the world. And it was torture, all I could think about was how great it would be to take another hit.
This continued for the next 3-4 days. It gradually wore off, but it's still not completely gone. It's been about a month since then, and I still find myself dreaming about the drug. I don't know if I'll ever shoot it again. That feeling is one that's nearly impossible to shake off.
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