UKPhil
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Hi Grouper,
I too have this problem. I first got hooked around 6 years ago; met a guy at the local gym who tempted me to try it. You know, the usual trick; gives you your first fix for free knowing full well you'll be back for more.
Soon I was invited to join their gang. Involved a strange initiation process including being encased in rubber, having lead weights strapped to my body and being thrown in a lake. Just about survived the experience, and became a member.
Before I knew, it was out of control. Had to get away. Moved 200 miles down South and started a new life. Stayed clean for about 5 years.
One fateful day I stumbled across a dealer who lived on a local farm. Knew there was something wrong when he invited me into his office. Dunno how it happened, but before I knew it, the deal was done and I'd got my next fix. This was more advanced, and I knew the stakes were getting higher.
Then began a rapid decline. All my cash was going to the dealer. Others were involved, too. Things got heavy, we soon became familiar with what could go wrong, and some guy showed us some videos of what would happen to us if we didn't follow the rules.
Things went from bad to worse when I was tricked into going to Egypt for a so called 'vacation'. You could get the stuff pure, plentiful, cheap and the rush was unbelievable. Some guys had gone out there for vacation and had never come home. They too were now dealers. It was during this trip that I was approached by one of the bosses to join with them and become one of their leaders.
I became a leader but miraculously managed to escape back to England. I think its under control now, but I have to take it one day at a time. I have a stash of bottles out in the garden shed, just so I know its there in case I need it. Only time will tell...
Phil
I too have this problem. I first got hooked around 6 years ago; met a guy at the local gym who tempted me to try it. You know, the usual trick; gives you your first fix for free knowing full well you'll be back for more.
Soon I was invited to join their gang. Involved a strange initiation process including being encased in rubber, having lead weights strapped to my body and being thrown in a lake. Just about survived the experience, and became a member.
Before I knew, it was out of control. Had to get away. Moved 200 miles down South and started a new life. Stayed clean for about 5 years.
One fateful day I stumbled across a dealer who lived on a local farm. Knew there was something wrong when he invited me into his office. Dunno how it happened, but before I knew it, the deal was done and I'd got my next fix. This was more advanced, and I knew the stakes were getting higher.
Then began a rapid decline. All my cash was going to the dealer. Others were involved, too. Things got heavy, we soon became familiar with what could go wrong, and some guy showed us some videos of what would happen to us if we didn't follow the rules.
Things went from bad to worse when I was tricked into going to Egypt for a so called 'vacation'. You could get the stuff pure, plentiful, cheap and the rush was unbelievable. Some guys had gone out there for vacation and had never come home. They too were now dealers. It was during this trip that I was approached by one of the bosses to join with them and become one of their leaders.
I became a leader but miraculously managed to escape back to England. I think its under control now, but I have to take it one day at a time. I have a stash of bottles out in the garden shed, just so I know its there in case I need it. Only time will tell...
Phil
