A Cocaine Story
She wasn’t giving up this time, and didn’t want to see another one fall prey to cocaine.
Derrick was the life of the party, always enjoying, loved to dance, and was funny with a drink or two. Girls swooned around his charm, and money flowed when he took any of them out. Of course he could afford it, rolled out a small website that was into selling some of the best known products. He soon had clients wanting it from all over the world. Derrick became a millionaire overnight, and had friends in all places. Most of them just wanting to hang around and benefit from the times he reached into his pockets.
He didn’t have the slightest idea how he got into addiction, and how cocaine became something to relieve him of all the stress and take him to a new level. It happened one night while he was out drinking with a new set of friends, he was totally stressed from work, and had just gone though a rough patch with his longtime girlfriend. One of his so-called friends only induced him to take a sniff, and he sportingly obliged. What took off after that was just a downfall, a terrible one that made him loose most of everything around him.
Suzanne happened to call Derrick a few days later only to discover that he seemed indifferent to what she had to say. Although she called in to get back together, and say she was sorry to have caused him pain. His aloofness in trivial matters over the call got her even more worried. When she opened the door to his once neatly kept apartment, she found him sleeping on the floor, and the house was a total chaos. It didn’t seem like he ate or drank anything, since the kitchen seemed to be spared of the mess.
She called up his company, and his secretary was worried, she said Derrick didn’t show up at work since the past few days, and didn’t answer calls as well. On further checking the place she found the reason for the entire mess. Small sheets of rolled paper left and the table had some white powdery substance on it. She instantly knew what happened. How couldn’t she, she had lost her elder brother to cocaine!
She cleared his home of the mess, and waited patiently for him to wake up. She wasn’t giving up this time, and didn’t want to see another one fall prey to cocaine. Once Derrick woke she began to talk to him, nicely and gently she broached the subject. She wanted to know what made him get into this mess. After hours of confrontation, with a whole lot of angry outbursts, Derrick picked up the phone to get into a drug addiction rehab.
Addiction is not something that you can fight against, but the addicted has to make up their mind to get out of it. With this half the battle is won!
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cocaine bad dont do it coz u could die if someone offers u it for the first time tell them to get lost lol
There are so many people these days who need good advice on cocaine addiction as well as addiction to other illicit drugs. I think everyone knows someone whose life has been adversely affected by drugs. It’s something that destroys families and enslaves people.
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I’m ashamed of snorting coke, it’s very bad. I’m not an addict and i’m thinking of quiting it while i can. We don’t have much coke selling, dealers give a small amount, but that’s enough for me and my friends since we’re not such coke lovers.
The things i hate about cocaine are:
1.If you overdose (witch is very easy) you have serious crash (comedown)
2.When coke is faiding you want more
3.Tollerance increases and you need bigger amount
4.Makes you talk to much (you can go overboard to)
5.You have to give all your pocket cash just to buy 250mg or less
6.It can ruin your life (the most important thing)
7.Paranoia
8.Weight loss, cause you don’t want to eat anything later (especialy with crash
9.Insomia (more coke, more severe it is)
Now let me list the things i like about it:
1.Confidence that your efforts will succide
2.Warm talk with your friends (who used coke with you)
3.No fear of danger (you think you can take the attacker without thinking about the odds)
4.Good mood (not the happy one)
5.You can thing way better and learn better (many students take coke when they have exams so they could pass)
6.Sexual pleasure (you can repeat it all you want till you exausted or dried out (lol))
The things i wrote are my experiences with cocaine, i don’t snort daily, some days one or two weeks later, sometimes monthly (rare case
). When i do use coke i regred i took the line while i had a chance to stop. The more lines i snort, the more i hate this drug. I hate it more than i like it, it’s ruining my life. After i red this story i’m going to stop snorting cocaine and ask my friends to stop it. My friends don’t do coke when someone doesn’t want to or force you to snort it. I’m going to tell my friends that i’m not taking another line and that they should think about it. I’ve noticed when you do coke with less people it’s not fun at all. TYVM for your storie, i’m quiting it now
This story is so true about how easy it is to get addicted to cocaine. It only took Derrick one time to become addicted. Cocaine addiction is a very powerful and dangerous disease. It is very important to get treatment because it is extremely hard to quit using it on your own.
I am a recovering cocaine addict. If there is anyone out there that thinks recovery isnt possible from cocaine u r wrong. Addicted for 5 years, my life was a mess. I ended up robbing a truckstop with my current boyfriend and got caught. That was the best thing that ever happened to me in my life. After my family pulling alot of strings I was sentenced to the drug court program. These people beat me down only to help me build myself back into a the real Jennifer. Blessing come in many forms sometimes it’s just what you need even though it seems like hell. But it’s life on cocaine hell in itself. It’s never to late to turn ur life around. I am now the mother of a beautiful 2 year old daughter. I actually have a job and go to work everyday and I am raising my daughter alone with great pride. It works only if you work it.
I just lost a 4 year battle with a best friend and fiance. I met him when I was 15. We dated a short time when I was sick of his behavor. He came back to me 21 years later a total mess. The scarry part is I had no idea. It slipped in my home so sneaky I didnt see what had happend until 4 years later and endless nights waiting for him to run out of cocaine/crack so you can finally fall asleep knowing they are still breathing. I left after dealers came to my home and threaten me if they werent paid. I am a single mother of a teenager. I feared they would try to sell to them like they did me at the same time threating me. I moved across the street only to be up every hour checking in his home to make sure he is breathing. My lunch breaks were the same. I took loans to keep food in his home as well as mine. I asked for help from his mother only to be blamed and sent him $5,000 dollars. Not only did he smoke and snort that in 6 weeks, but everything we had and last was to find he hadnt paid the bills in months. After a year apart while his enabling hateful blaming mother convinced him to seclude himself and become an over the road truck triver. To end his agoney and begin mine, he starting using meth again and ended his struggle by hanging himself in the sleeper of his semi. My anger had grown to such a terrible point and to ever watch other person I love would destroy what this one didnt. So to end this, your not hurting yourselves nearly as much as the people you leave your pain and never ending unanswered questions and more agonising I will alway wonder if I was to hard on him or not enough. Maybe letting him use til he killed himself somewhere far from my life would have been ideal. Using is hell, addiction is hell but loving an addict is pure hell fire. I know. I have done both and this has only cemented my sobriaty.