Heroin effect feel like Total Body Orgasm ?
Take the best orgasm you’ve ever had multiply it by a billion and you’re still nowhere near it.
Imagine a warm wave washing over your body that eliminates any feelings of sorrow, regret, anger, stress, or guilt. imagine all those bad feeling being washed away as you feel the warmth running through ur veins. Honestly i cant even put it in to words. to put it simple. NO ONE SHOULD FEEL THAT GOOD
Its impossible to describe in words…many have tried. Some call it a thousand orgasms in your stomach at once, some call it the best feeling you ever had times a thousand.
Myself, I would say its like the last moment of an orgasm, then add to that a relief of ALL anxiety, fear, loneliness, and add a physical feeling in which all muscles relax, your entire body feel like its being hugged by that one true love, or like the feeling of getting into a warm soft bed after having walked ten miles on spikes with an burning cross on your back.
And finally, whether you’re really a writer or just curious: DON’T!!! It CAN ruin your life, but even if it doesn’t, after that first shot, THAT will be all that will be on your brain, for the rest! of! your! life!
Is this true ? any personal experience
I’ve been put through so much shit by my heroin addicted cousins. Not to mention the amount of stress they put on the rest of their immediate family. Stealing, lying and manipulation are all factors that come with every long term heroin user. i love my cousins but can’t stand to be around them anymore.
I’m all about trying new things and explroring the world of drugs, but nothings worth ruining your life for just to try. Not to mention what you’re putting all the people that care about you through. Don’t be selfish, if you didn’t have friends or family where would you be today?
I agree that everyone has a different level of control over substence use, but is it really worth the risk?
There is NO control when it comes to heroin. It’s not weed, ecstasy or any other social drug. What you said was dead on. It’s selfish . And that drug has no discrimination . It’s out to steal kill and destroy just like the devil which is why it’s called the devil’s sugar .
I have a friend that is a heroin user. He’s told me that when he’s high, it’s the best feeling in the world. I asked him once if he had the choice, would he go back and not try it. He said no, he regrets trying it because now he’s addicted, but he wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world
I have never tried it. I know many who have and all regret it. I see lives ruined by it…
But, i have been tempted when I read books like Trainspotting and other irvine welsh reads about how great it is. I have taken other drugs (ecstasy and other party drugs) and I have had moments of complete bliss. I have also had sex while taking some and I will admit that the first time I did that I thought I was on another planet! It was a bit to intense and is in the top 5 best feelings of my life.
As friends of mine who have taken heroin advice me not to, I have never done it. I do not think I ever would.
Hi friend. I’m in a very unstable situation of my life right now… I started reading some posts about heroin and its effects. I don’t feel comfortable talking here … but since you offered help, I need to ask you some questions … I hope someone sees this and gets back to me. “[email protected]”
wish you all the best … good bye
Nope, it’s an illusion.
The novelty of the experience makes it seem divine.
I was hooked on that stuff but the illusion faded away more the longer I kept using.
That’s all it is, a fucking illusion.
And that’s the “sad” part about most of the things that “make peopleple feel awesome”, it’s just the fucking novelty of the experience that makes it seem so fantastic.
When you see things for what they really are, the sheen dissolves and you lose that awe. You become numb to the intoxicating sensation.
I’ve tried it *once*. I snorted it. It was actually my first time snorting anything. I felt like I was floating the entire time, and I was happier than all but one other time in my life (when I tried acid and “molly” that I’m not sure if it really was that). It was the most amazing feeling, but I’d prefer the mind high of other things to it. And I’ve read how it’s made, which scares me.
It is not hard to figure out opiates. They hit the reward center in your brain like a truck hitting a kitten. They trigger all the shit your brain does to make you feel good… BUT and it’s a big one… your brain gets used to that level of stimulation and the response scale is adjusted. Now those things you used to do can’t touch your reward center… only the opiates can set them off. Sounds like fun right? You would have to exercise a ton of self control and only use small doses occasionally to avoid this.
Even Caffeine is pretty potent at this and that’s the hardest thing I want to use that messes with direct neurological processes that dictate basic function and drive.
A friend of my does chemistry in university. Once he told me that his tutor told them that, even if you take heroin just once, your body will forever think that it will need heroin like oxygen to survive. I am not saying that everyone gets hooked on it forever, but their body will forever look for that body high that they got of heroin.
I have never taken heroin and never ever will. Using drugs recreationally is fun for a while but as you get older, you will want to learn from them and not just take them purely for enjoyment. Psychedelics are the way to go imo. Having said that, its not for everyone.
That Trainspotting line is classic. And the next one sounds like it’s from Basketball Diaries. I’ve never done actual heroin but I have done the ‘legal’ opiate. Well it seemed legal at the time, since a doctor gave me percocet. And it does feel THAT GOOD. Even though I wasn’t seeking those feelings at the time, I still felt them and life suddenly changed. Nothing was as good as that feeling of drifting in a heaven-like state. I would definitely tell someone not to start because life may seem amazing while you’re on it but after a while, your body gets used to it, you need more to feel that good and depending on your personality, you’ll do almost anything to get it. But the days you can’t find any are the worst. I never was able to describe the physical withdrawal symptoms to someone who hadn’t gone through it. Except as it’s the worst feeling in the world. And even though I admit how horrible it is going through detox, I still did it again, thinking I won’t do it everyday. I’m sure almost everyone has said that but it never works. The only way I stopped was by finding a doctor who gave out suboxone. No withdrawals, no depression but I still take suboxone every day. I’ll never stop and I have no intention of stopping. So the person that started this discussion, in my case and in friends I know, was right…it will never go away.
As it being compared to an orgasm, there’s nothing to even question, in my opinion. Opiates will always win.
@stealf… i know you posted almost 2 years ago but unfortunately heroin is not a drug that can be ‘tried’ in ‘moderation’ … once you feel that high, it is something that you will never forget. Once you do it and enjoy it, it’s all downhill from there. The word “TRY” & “MODERATiON” are not in the vocabulary of heroin… once again, unfortunately … :-/
This is not movie “shit” and these idea’s are not ludicrous. They are very much true. Many heroin addicts have experienced the exact same thing, when they shoot up.
Part from a new story I read:
“Some users have distinguished between the “rush” and the “high.” The rush lasts only one or two minutes and is said to be caused by the injected heroin bathing the brain before it gets distributed by the bloodstream and changed into a more useable form of morphine. The rush is often described as a heightened sexual orgasm, and a great relief of tension, which pervades the abdomen. After the rush, the high lasts for four or five hours and is caused by the morphine diffusing from the bloodstream into the brain. It is described as a warm, drowsy, cozy state. Addicts report a profound sense of satisfaction, as though all needs were fulfilled. There is also a pleasant state of mild dizziness that is not as impairing as alcohol’s effects, and a sense of ‘distancing’ or apathy toward whatever is going on in the environment.”
Yes this disciption is on point maybe not the first time done but to a junky that’s a fair disciption well…that and not being sick. Now that being said the euphoric feeling last a while when first use is started then it is just becomes a matter of maintaining and not being sick. Doesn’t last nearly as long and then the sweats nausea and most godly cramps and shitty feeling starts and it becomes the worst burden you’ve ever had. You will literally sell your soul for your next high. Not so much to feel like heaven but to fend off sickness. It becomes your everything, your wife your love, your girlfriend it will consume you. It will be your life. You’ll eventually loose everything that means anything to you if you don’t stop. I’ve learned two things after years of opiate use/abuse. At the end of your road the only two places that it’s going to lead you. ONLY TWO. Is DEAD or PRISON. Take heed my friends and GO EASY…….
That is 100% true. Theres nothing better than that relieving soft warm nothing hurts any more feeling especially when u are dope sick ( if u do heroin u WILL experience being dope sick. Believe it,) when ur finally able to “get well” do ur hit, get urfix u can feel the aches and the horrible nausia and cramps and the hopelessness washes away out of ur body . And everything wrong becomes rightagain. If its hot cools u down if ur cold it keeps u warm. Ur un.bearable life becomes bearable. It lies to u.
I recently had my son come in on heroin. He had done before and his reaction to it was nodding off and laid back. This particular night he got high and come in and was out of control! I mean he was having musule spasms he couldn’t control. He was wound up like he could’ve ran a marathon. He was talking out of his head but all made since but talking silly shit. I’m wondering why he acted like this this one time. I ended up taking him to er and hospitalnsaid opiates and marijuana was all in his system. Can someone let me know have they seen this before thanks …..pink
The first time I used was three weeks ago My husband of just three days uses periodically. He said he was what people call a functioning addict. He said that he only done enough at one time to relax and feel good. He insured me that he never done so much that he nodded out, acted like a idiot, pr let it control him or his life. I don’t think he lied intentionally I really think that he does not realize at the time how bad he really is. Before we started using he was the most amazing person I have ever had the honor of meeting. He was kind and considerate and just awesome. On the day we got married as we were standing there holding each other, staring into each others eyes the only thing I could think was how did I get so lucky. I had never felt a love so complete and consuming as I did with him in that moment. I did not think it was possible to love or be loved by another person with the exception of my children the way i loved this man. The way he looked at me all the time. I could see the love in his eyes. He did not have to tell me he loved me, I could see it, feel it every minute. It was amazing. I felt protected, so special, so alive. I would have followed this man to the end of the earth done anything for this man. Then he was gone. Like he never existed. Like it was all a dream. And in place of that I started living a nightmare. Every day every minute was a horrible nighmare thaf I could not wake up from. No matter what I did or how hard I tried it did not matter. The only thing that mattered was the drug. Or that’s how i felt. This amazing man changed into this terrible horrible person that i did not know. Every once in awile i saw a glimmer of him just a small shiver. And i thought maybe just maybe he was still in there. Then my hopes got crushed cause that one second was replaced with hours of this nasty mean person. I’ve never seen a drug change a person so completely has it did my husband. I started to think that maybe I did not know him at all. Maybe this was the real him. Maybe he was never or would never be again that amazing wonderful man I fell in love with. It scared me so bad. I knew that it did not matter how much i loved him I could not keep up living that way. I could not be with someone who called me names, disrespected me, screamed and cussec at me all the time. I could live with the verbal abuse that he put me through everyday. I could not live with the hurt, him breaking my heart all over again daily. I knew that it would kill me to leave but in the end it was hurting way more to stay.Two days ago I packed my stuff, I did not leave. That night it was like he was saying whatever he could think of to hurt me and try to start a fight. I have been really sick tge last few days and did not have the energy to even raise my voice much less agrue. I wanted to just call someone and leave but i didnt want to too. I couldn’t imagine my life without him in it but i knew i could not keep living like this. Yesterday i was supposed to start a new job. On top of being extremely sick i had to work. I was already running a fever, my chest hurt, my throat felt like i swallowed a golf ball covered in razor blades, i could barely talk, and i needed dope so i would not be dope sick on top of all that. The night before he had bought a gram i had one shot that night he had 6. That morning i asked him to leave me enough so l would not be sick till i got off work. He informed me that my job was not shit and he was not leaving me enough so i wouldn’t get sick i could just deal with it and stop being a baby because he only had enough to keep him fucked up all day and i was not getting it. I decided right then i was leaving. Not because he didnt leave me any dope, i can get that just as easily as he can. But because there was not a doubt in my mind right then that the dope was more important then me. He was putting him being fucked up before me. He did not care that i was already extremely sick and that now i would be dope sick on top of that. Him being fucked up was more important to him then me. And he also degraded me by saying my job was not shit. I went to the dr and found out i had a severe UTI, a upper respiratory infection that was extremely close to turning into phenomena, and strep throat. I had full intentions of coming home sleeping and leaving today. Not going to get a divorce, i don’t give up that easily but walking away from a situation that was ripping my heart out until he opened his eyes and seen what he had become in just 3 short weeks. I did not know if me leaving would open his eyes or possibly make it worse. But i knew i had to walk away for me. Because no one deserves to be treated like that. I did nothing but take care of him all night long every night. Try to stop him from running into walls, hitting his head on things, falling out, pick him up off floors 100 times a night, wake him up every morning for work go get him breakfast only to be cussed out before he even walked out the door all of this when i had no sleep at all because i stayed awake all night long to make sure he was ok and breathing. I did not deserve how he talked to me and treated me. I did not deserve the constant lies. Last night he was dope sick right now he is laying beside me sleeping extremely dope sick. He has not used since last night. When he got home today i opened the door for him and my husband was standing there and for the first time in three weeks a beautiful smile. I did not open the door to a stranger with glazed over eyes falling in the door already high but still rushing in to make another shot. I feel like i can breath again because even though i know the next few days are going to be extremely rough for both of us i know i have my husband back. I am so proud of him because he could have easily bought dope tonight but he didn’t. He is so sick but he is strong and isn’t buying any because he knows if he has it he will keep doing it till it is gone.point of story….be careful. I did not realize how completely drugs cohld change who a person is. I knew that people do some pretty stupid stuff but for them to totally change. Wow. I almost lost my marriage and lost someone who means more to me then anyone. That high is not worth it. Nothing is worth it. Things could have ended so different. I am so glad that they ended the way they did though.
Yes, it is very true. Getting high with H is sex, the best by far, for me. I am not straight, obviously, but unlike most people in the general queer population and yet like many hardcore junkies, I am exclusively oriented to dope — Heroin, which is to say also Morphine, in particular. While the subjective and chemical experience does vary considerably person to person, orgasming from being banged by H is a standard effect. H is an Opiate, and a rush of the body’s native opiates, Endoganous Morphine, is the primary cause of the pleasurable rush during orgasm from stimulation of the auxiliary pleasure-regions during other straight and queer sex; with drugs, you are getting touched right in the centre of pleasure, those special regions of the brain (for this reason, unlike with auxiliary stimulation, there is no necessary end to a drug-induced orgasm — this is a grand part of why it is the only kind for me; it is a way of touching infinity from within the mortal body; it is a harmony, a unison, of the finite corps and the infinite soul). Studies have shown that the brain lights up the same way during a Heroin rush and a ‘normal’ sexual orgasm! This is utterly unsurprising to me, and is the reason many people with H are not interested in other sex — NOT as many D.E.A. included sites would have it because H ‘kills the pleasure instinct’ but because we are literally having very intense sex all the time. The strung out look is the oversexed look. I note that any other sex I find cannot compete, though I appreciate it when I am high as accompaniment ;)
I hope that helps.
I will also note what I have said of this in my diary, honestly & without censor (some of this is also in my “Quotes” section of this ‘site) : “It feels so good that I could cry, I do, a little bit. Breathe, I have to breathe; This must be what it is like to be an instrument played by a master musician.””To be a junkie is an orientation; it is to be attracted to the purest, most logically elegant and mathematically truthful, sources of pleasure & love.””A bright caress across my frail side…poignantly, for a moment; a fleeting light so beautiful it would hurt if pain could be amidst such brilliant peace.””I fell in love with H, a chemical elaboration upon a flower.”Please realize that this NOT “ordinary” sex; there is, as hinted above, infinitely more magnificence, and death in it; getting high can be freighting, for its perfect cumulation is beyond this world… it will try you to the utmost, and you may find that on a detour in pursuing beauty in this fashion you are mad or dead. One does not “trip” usually on normal sex (& I have had a lot of experience with that sort too, sadly since the age of 3), but one does on drug sex — the world opens, infurls, outfurls, in an utterly new manner of reality. Be prepared to never be able to let it go, to be a slave, to die for it; do not take my poetry as a lighthearted suggestion. Heroin is the source of my greatest pain and joy; tread not carelessly toward my fate. I, as just a child, albeit an advanced one with an adult career way before legal age, prostitute for this, and secretly, to protect my considerable reputation in the establishment. These are also from my diary :”The flower from its spherical buds grows ever more grandly hither-thither, reaching out to, even into, me. Monstrous in the glory of its beauty, it’s tendrils spreading to cover the walls, to increase out from all things, to bloom until what is obscure is all not in the vision of itself.””I acquiesce, and my lover becomes the blossom of rapture and death in my heart.””So it was in those tragically beautiful hours, when the petals of H fell like snow within my corps, upon my living feeling itself. I was dying, and had reached the pinnacle of life, and would fade, and had blossomed, even as my lover was fulfilled, and died, and was preserved in thousands of echoes and would remain to flourish in thousands of engagements.””Our wasting passion is the herald of decay, and yet, the thorn caresses, and I imagine the soft blooming into my physicality, as into my imagination bloomed the flowers upon the walls in our old house, those deathily soft petals.”But I could never stop it :”I am on my 3rd attempt at abstinence, and am utterly heartbroken.”I went back not long after writing that, after narrowly surviving a suicide attempt. I could not bear to let it go. Be warned, dear friends. Please do not assume that this is an easy game.
I note that I have been shooting (intravenously, or “mainline”) from day 1, as some of you may have an least partly guessed from a certain metaphor in the above. I do occasionally do it in other ways. I note also that the method is not truly as crucial as often said, though shooting, especially mainlining, is for sure very, very, intense — if you do not already know think of it like anal/vaginal pennatration as opposed to any other sort of touching, I suppose, or like listening to music with headphones as opposed to across the room from a little boombox, or imagining a sphere inverse (or someother logical feat; for mathematicians, this is also hyperpleasure) in a clear sudden burst before your mind’s eye as opposed to imagining it happen gradually as following a description. The point is, yes, i.v. is intense in a certain sort of way, no, other methods are not petty and may in fact be more pleasurable, and so addictive, for some people.
I don’t know how old this post is but its all good cuz I’m bored and love chatting about drugs. I never fucked with heroin and to be honest downers aren’t my cup of tea but does it really make you throw up and itch? That’s what I’ve heard from a few people who done it but they still like it and do it so obviously they don’t mind lol. Anyways the most amazing fucking pleasurable but too short moments I’ve ever had in my life that I wish I could relive over and over were the first few times I ever did crystal meth. Omfg and whats really dissapointing about it is that once you build tolerance it still feels great but nothing like the first couple times no matter what. The first time I hit that glass dick it was this intense euphoric heart pounding rush that tingled throughout my entire body and I literally felt like I was in another fucking world. I was in this ghetto ass little shack with 3 other people but everything was so beautiful lol I’ve never felt such extreme happiness, pleasure, and excitement from anything else in my life, no other drug or anything I’ve experienced even compared, especially the very first time I “tried” it. But here’s the downside that changed my life forever. I can honestly say I’m one of those people that got addicted instantly and its been 7 years now and I still can’t stay off the pipe. I smoke it daily (have been years) and need it just to function through each day and avoid the hellish withdrawal aka comedown that causes debilitating fatigue and straight up feeling like shit to the point where I’m too exhausted to even take a shower, severe depression, uncontrollable rage along with lots of other horrible symptoms that start up if I go longer than a day without getting high. When you try to quit, (for me anyway) even after a few months you still feel tired and depressed a lot and the drug cravings are extremely intense its like torture. I even had vivid dreams about loading the pipe with a big crystal shard, melting it down with lighter until it’s a liquid puddle, letting it crack back aka recrystalize and then melt it again, watching the bowl fill up with smoke as I twist the pipe and right when I was about to take a hit, I woke up and it was gone lol. It’s so fucked up and it kinda torments your mind making it very very difficult to avoid relapse. I hope I can eventually get clean and stay clean but I don’t see it happening now. Anyways I wouldn’t say meth necessarily ruined my life, it almost did 5 years ago when my family found out and made me go to rehab but besides that I hide my addiction pretty well and I’m getting by without too many problems for now. BTW I have all my teeth, shower/take baths at least once a day, I have clear skin without sores, acne or wrinkles/premature aging. My physical appearance and hygiene are very important to me so I don’t look anything like those tweakers you see on “facesofmeth” lol. That type of shit you see online about the drug is soooo overexaggerated its rediculous. I’m not saying it isn’t bad for you, it obviously is made from terrible chemicals and is extremely addictive but the media hype is completely blown out of proportion and some of it is complete BS.
There’s absolutely NO SUCH THING as “trying” heroin. That sentence alone is a myth. There’s only using or not using heroin. No in between and it’s ALL black and white . No such thing as a gray area. I’m sorry but what you just said was probably the most uneducated thing I have ever heard . Coming from a true and experienced RECOVERING heroin addict , I too had no addictive traits or personality, or so I thought . Because you’re looking to try something new that you already know is bad, life threatening, and ruins the lives of anyone who does it, shows an addictive personality right there . Heroin addiction or even just the use is more than just that, it is a DISEASE. Not only that but it is not something anyone ever “tries one time” . And to think you have enough “self control” over a drug that NO HUMAN BEING IN THIS WORLD has ever been able to “control” or even conquer on their own is just ignorance . Trust me, you play with that drug with the amount ignorance an amount of uneducation you have towards it, I swear on my life, yours, and anyone in your life, that you will read back on this (no offense) stupid, ignorant, uneducated, unintelligent post of yours as a full blown Heroin addict, a year or two down the line and say, “Damn why was I so naive? I wish I never had that thought in my head” . I don’t know you and you don’t know me but I say this with tough love girl. This is NOT something to be played with. It’s called the devil’s sugar for a damn good reason . And even being the clean/sober/recovering addict that I am , I am still at risk of relapse at any given time of the day because this shit is no joke. I pray to God everyday for people, children, teenagers, and adults like you that you never step into the welcoming arms of this self destructing devil people call a drug. Meth as well. It will take everything you’ve ever had, have at the moment, & will have in the future, until there’s nothing left but the very soul you have. It will stop at NOTHING until it even has that. You think you’re asking for an experiment, sweetheart you’re asking to lose you’re life. You’re creating your own grave and have a death wish . I truely wish you all the best but your way of thinking is going to get you in A LOT of trouble and I truely hope you read up on a TRUE heroin addicts experience before you ever think of “trying” it again .