Quarter to three, Sunday

Sunday, 7 January 2007
Quarter to three, Sunday...
Mood: lazy
Now Playing: nothing much...
Topic: Daily Doings

IT'S ABOUT A QUARTER TO THREE and just about time I should be getting to my friend's house for Sunday lunch. (Yes, I get Sunday lunch every week free — with all trimmings. How cool is that? Sometimes I even get a free taste of heroin to give bon appetit. (Can't count on that, though, grrr.))

I don't think I mentioned this, but during the very most intense phase of my addiction I relied on heroin to eat, sleep and get up. Obviously I had to get out of bed without it some days, in order to get it. But I certainly could not sleep without it. And I found it really difficult to eat without having a hit just before. One afternoon I remember banging up next to the fridge and tearing into cold roast chicken right as the B-buzz hit me. The result of this "drugs eating disorder" was I became a bit overweight (testimony to how much heroin I was taking). Also I was living with Mad Bird. The food was free. She was crazed. And I needed all the consolation I could get...




Posted by gledwood at 2:49 PM GMT
Updated: Sunday, 7 January 2007 8:36 PM GMT
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Sunday, 7 January 2007 - 3:38 PM GMT

Name: "chipper"
Home Page: http://playingwithfire.blogdrive.com


That's interesting; heroin seems to take my hunger away. If I do enough if it, that is. It just makes me feel satisfied, I guess; it takes away the need for food. It also takes away the cravings for alcohol.

She sounds like she was quite a handy person to have around! What happened there? (You don't have to snswer if you don't want to; I'm just curious.)

Interesting about the sleep thing. Heroin sometimes makes me sleepy, and sometimes it keeps me awake. I guess it depends on my mood, and how much I'm enjoying it.


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Sunday, 7 January 2007 - 6:29 PM GMT

Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog


It used to be my cure all. (I say used to be bc that was during the peak/depths of my habit when I was with NutNut/MadBird I woke up every day bellyaching, chilly, down... heroin took that all away.)

Even now, when I have a hit, other people have remarked, it makes me put on cooking, eat. It's my bon appetit drug. I know what you mean about it killing appetite... it does to an extent... but when my habit was truly raging I felt utterly nauseated until I had my 3 (at the very least) daily hits (+ 3 "filters"). So I ran on (opiate) empty, hit up, THEN I could relax, eat, be human, etc. I was totally obsessed with the drug then to a degree I can't properly explain. I didn't even consider myself to be a part of the human race. The human race I begged money off, ran and scored...

So by comparison, I'm now "recovering".!!

By comparison!

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