Was asked a question on another forum and i posted this story.

[georang]

It was pretty well received on the website i originally posted it just want to know what you guys think.


The nicest experience I've ever felt was during a time I was into drugs and living in a car with a friend. I had been up for about 3 days working at a landscaping company using various stimulants to stay awake. It was time to relax after 3 long days of work without sleep. We met our dealer in the dark parking lot of Denny's at about 2 am. After grabbing the dope we drove into a a Safeway parking lot to chill for the night. We readied our needles. My buddy Winstin fixed up both of our rigs and laid back the seeds in the Dodge Stratus we were driving. After tying off our arms with the seat belt I pulled back on my plunger one more time to register the cloud of red blood then I pushed it in. This was the best shot of heroin I had ever done. The euphoric warmth envigorated me moving from the chest to the rest of my body. This used to be the nicest physical feel I thought possible. Little did i know those last few days driving with Winstin would be the last time I ever saw him.
But no The nicest physical feeling is sitting here sober right now knowing that i have been clean from the needle for over a year. Winstin is gone but i am here. What better physical feeling is there then being Alive?

[Princess Kitty]

It was pretty well received on the website i originally posted it just want to know what you guys think.

The nicest experience I've ever felt was during a time I was into drugs and living in a car with a friend. I had been up for about 3 days working at a landscaping company using various stimulants to stay awake. It was time to relax after 3 long days of work without sleep. We met our dealer in the dark parking lot of Denny's at about 2 am. After grabbing the dope we drove into a a Safeway parking lot to chill for the night. We readied our needles. My buddy Winstin fixed up both of our rigs and laid back the seeds in the Dodge Stratus we were driving. After tying off our arms with the seat belt I pulled back on my plunger one more time to register the cloud of red blood then I pushed it in. This was the best shot of heroin I had ever done. The euphoric warmth envigorated me moving from the chest to the rest of my body. This used to be the nicest physical feel I thought possible. Little did i know those last few days driving with Winstin would be the last time I ever saw him.
But no The nicest physical feeling is sitting here sober right now knowing that i have been clean from the needle for over a year. Winstin is gone but i am here. What better physical feeling is there then being Alive?

What happened to Winstin?

[Snoops]

Thats the right on man.....

I was in a near death head on auto collision. What felt better than knowing I was alive, for the moment anyway.
Was that Big Ol' Push of Dilaudid...... Just sayin.

Good story, but leaves a WHOLE LOT to the imagination... An extremely "short story".

What gives?

Where's the rest?

What has become of dear Winstin?

[georang]

We hung out for the next few days until my apartment was ready. I offered to let him stay there but he decided he was gonna try to go to some of his family's place a few towns away.
it was about a month or two later, since then we had only texted each other a few times but hadn't hung out he seemed to be couch hopping and really into meth. I got a call from his brother he had been staying with a friend for a night when someone he apparently owed money knocked on the door. The dude barged in with a shotgun asked him for his money when he didn't have it he shot him right in the neck. It was a closed casket funeral.

I still think back and wish he would of just stayed.

[Snoops]

Damn man......

[radioactive_man]

Damn georang, that is some pretty brutal shit. I remember you from when you posted your RC horror story thread. Is there much of a scene up there in Alaska? My wife had a job interview for a position in Anchorage and I can't imagine what it would have been like to move up there.

I am glad that you have since put the needle down and are clean and happy(fuck, is anyone ever really clean?). I'm not sure if I can actually pin-point the happiest time in my life, but one of them is when I married my wife. We'd been dating for eight years and living together for three, so we figured it was about time.

As a matter of fact, the wife and I are probably going to be moving out of the city here in a few months. We plan on whipping the slate clean and giving up on all of the hard drugs we've come to love so much. I know every situation is what you make of it and I sure as hell am ready to start to put the pieces of my life back together and start fresh.

Any way, it is good to see you posting again. Try to drop in more often. Don't be a stranger now, you hear.

[georang]

Yeah there is definitely a scene up here if you have the money. Its so expensive its what keeps me clean. I still get a few scripts now and then but ive put away the needle and swore off all stims. I usually visit this site when i get the urge to use. Somehow reading stories helps fight it almost in a psychological way. I've always loved to write but never thought i was any good there was a post on reddit asking for the best physical feeling so i put my life story and tried my best and telling it in a way that was interesting to read. Anyway take care ill definitely be posting more often.

[Michael]

I know how that goes, in regards to money keeping you clean. I'd imagine Alaska would be pretty desolate in regards to drugs. Though since there's lots of truckers going up there, making runs back and forth, does that means there's a fair bit of meth? It'd be possible to make it up there too.

[georang]

There is at on of local meth up here especially in the valley. And in the major cities there are large quantities of cocaine and heroin pills x mushrooms and most abundant, weed of course.

[Chipper]

That's most tragic and you're right - there is no better reliable feeling than being healthy and straight but sadly, we yearn for what we can't have or hold on to ... the crazy side of being human.

BTW, the going price on the street, by the 1/10 th. gram (or point/pt.) is $A1,000,000 per kilo of Methamp., here in Sydney. Crazy but true.

At that price, the drug will never go away.

[Der Alte Krieger]

What better physical feeling is there then being Alive?

I'm not sure, got no basis for comparison. But I'm getting up there in years, so if theres any way to let you know, I will.
And I plan on dieing happy, too. You hear all these stories about "a tragic Heroin OD death" Fuck that.
Every time I've ODed, when they brung me to I was badly annoyed like being dragged out of a warm and comfortable nest and into a freezing rain. I'm counting on death being like that.

Enjoyed your story.