Source: I cannot accurately convey the efficiency of heroin in neutralising pain. It transforms a tight white fist into a gentle brown wave, and from my first inhalation 15 years ago it fumigated my private hell. A bathroom floor in Hackney embraced me like a womb, and now whenever I am dislodged from comfort my focus falls there. Russell Brand | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY
Gary: six years clean, Ipswich, UK Life is like a party. You invite a lot of people; some go, some join you, some laugh with you, some didn’t come. But in the end, after the fun, there would be a few who would clean up the mess with you. And most of the time, those were the uninvited ones.
“Ros was dead.He had loved heroin more than it loved him. I was shocked beyond imagining; he was the first of my friends to fall.”― Craig Ferguson, American on Purpose: The Improbable Adventures of an Unlikely Patriot
Drug abuse of any kind has risks, but some methods that abusers use to take drugs are more dangerous than others. Intravenous, or IV, drug use is the act of injecting drugs into your body. It is one of the most dangerous and invasive ways that drugs are taken. Using drugs in this way can lead to some serious medical conditions like Hepatitis C and the HIV virus, and continued use and repeated trauma to injections sites can lead to
Gender differences in rates of substance abuse have been consistently observed in the general population and treatment-seeking samples, with men exhibiting significantly higher rates of substance use, abuse, and dependence.1-3 However, recent epidemiologic surveys suggest that this gap between men and women has narrowed in recent decades.3,4 For example, surveys in the early 1980s estimated the male/female ratio of alcohol-use disorders as 5:1,5 in contrast to more recent surveys that report a ratio of approximately 3:1.6
Source: Substance Abuse in Women
“It seemed to her as if her body were altogether too heavy for her; she had the feeling so well known to opium- smokers, which they call “clou’e ‘a terre.” It is as if the body clung desperately to the earth, by its own weight, and yet in the same way as a tired child nestles to its mother’s breast. In this sensation there is a perfect lassitude mingled with a perfect longing. It may be that it is the counterpart of the freedom of the soul of which it is the herald and companion.”― Aleister Crowley, Moonchild
‘Overdose’ last week, I think on Tuesday,she died just gave up breathing toppled over a big smashed doll with the needle still in her arm