I've never done drugs. Not even weed or ectasy pills at a club.
When it comes to hardcore shit, at what point does someone go from conscious minded to addicted addict with no control?
I dont see how someone taking fentanyl (similar to smokes o booze) being addicted after day one. But for smokes/booze it's a very social thing where it seems much safer than doing hardcore drugs, and pressure from friends or being at restaurants might make someone just order beer or wine and like it.
But for drugs, it seems more of a seclusion thing. Where the person's addiction seems more about their own control when to stop it or not before it becomes bad. Also, drugs are the type of thing where people drop dead on an overdose. You dont hear about someone dying out of the blue drinking or smoking. Also drugs cost money. Doesn't any consider the money part (I'm a cheap fuck so even losing $100 at a casino or race track I feel like shit). Also, it's not like drugs are as easy to buy as going to store or gas station and buying smokes/beer.
To me, there seems like a lot of barriers to doing drugs. Yet people do it. I can ujnderstand someone with a shitty life wanting to do it to pass time, but for all the people with some decent middle class or up kind of lifestyle (especially people with cash), I dont see how or why anyone would waste their time on this stuff unless it's that invincibility factor thinking do it once and no big deal.
So for me, the only barrier besides fear was availability. But I knew drug dealers because I smoked weed. I was already interested in trying some new things just because I think it was fun. So when my buddy at the time asked if I wanted to try Percocet, I was hesitant but interested. I pretty quickly decided it was WAY better than weed, and while I had heard of addiction, I had no experience with it and didn’t know anyone who was addicted in my personal life. So I had no frame of reference. I figured it was just a willpower thing.
I don’t know when it turned to an “addiction”. It definitely wasn’t all at once. I distinctly remember one day driving in my car to get more and it had been a few days. I felt like crap and didn’t really know why. I thought I was just sick or tired or something. Then I did my thing and suddenly felt like $1 million bucks again. I pretty much knew then.
Then you enter the phase where stopping gives you the flu+depression while at the same time there is this thing that doesn’t just cure all that, but makes you feel happy and better than anything else. That’s a pretty brutal thing to give up.
In terms of ODs, I’d guess the majority of them are a result of drugs that are spiked with fentanyl, rather than actual pharmaceuticals. I exclusively did drugs where I knew what I had and knew the dosages. Pressed counterfeits we’re very uncommon years ago. Obviously a still could’ve fucked up and I was an idiot, but doing heroin is significantly more risky because it’s literal just a powder or substance with no labels, no dosages, nothing.
Drug addiction just completely warps your thinking. It’s subtle at first. Because you’re doing something that makes you feel great. So you assume your desire to do the thing is based around how good it makes you feel. Which is true at first. But your brain is becoming dependent on the chemicals without your being consciously aware of it. By the time you realize it, you’re in for a world of hurt most times. Your brain decides this stuff is as necessary to your survival as food. So rational thinking isn’t an option.
It won’t make sense to someone who isn’t addicted because it doesn’t make sense unless you think of it like food or water. If you were dying of thirst and someone offered you ice cold water, you would immediately drink it because your body needs it. Drug addicts feel like their body needs drugs that way. Convincing them they don’t is hard because there are real, physical and psychological consequences to stopping. Not to mention, you become convinced that there is no life for you without the drugs. It’s vicious.