Hi, it’s Ben! Thanks for coming back to read more of my story.
In my last post, I described going to a stag party that started in Sennen and took us all around England, partying in style with a bunch of locals. That was the first time I smoked heroin, without knowing or questioning what it was.
The day after the party I was incredibly hungover and felt terrible. I thought, maybe a few hits of that stuff I had last night will help me feel better. I reached for my phone and messaged one of the guys from the stag party who had given me his number.
The guy, we will call him Brian, even though that’s not his real name, was more than happy to help me out. He gave me an address and told me to bring cash.
I met up with Brian at his apartment (or flat, as they call it in England). I handed him the cash, and he gave me a little container of black sticky goo and a pipe. I wasn’t sure what to do with it, so he showed me how to pack the goo into the pipe and smoke it. We sat on Brian’s couch and passed my new pipe back and forth, getting doped out of our minds.
I was leaning back against the couch, enjoying the pleasant, soft sensations I was feeling throughout my body. Finally, I asked Brian, “What is this stuff, anyway?”
Brian laughed and said, “Seriously?”
“I mean, I don’t care, I’m just wondering.”
“This is black pearl, this is brown sugar!” Brian replied. I still had no idea what he was talking about but didn’t want to seem uncool. When I went home with my little container of goo and pipe, I looked online for the words Brian had called the substance, along with a description of what it looked like.
It was heroin.
I was shocked because of course, I had heard in the media about the dangers of heroin and the opioid crisis and all that. I had never intended to do heroin, and if they had told me what it was, I might not have tried it. But I was so drunk and am generally open to new things, so maybe I would have anyway, who knows.
Instead of throwing it out, as I should have, I thought, “So this is what all of the fuss is about.” I put some more of the goo in the pipe and lit it.
Before I knew it, I was addicted.