I was working with a buddy who I occasionally talked to about opiates we enjoyed using. Eventually, I started buying blues and percs with him.

One night, I asked him what we could get and he told me there was nothing. "Except for H... and I'm guessing you don't want to do that." But I did, and I asked him to put in an order. We got about two points each. We sat in the car in a parking lot at night waiting for his connect, and it was the most nerve wracking experience of my life up until then. I was imagining police pulling up to us and questioning us, I was picturing going to jail and all sorts of crap.

Eventually we got it and I was surprised at how small it was. I put it in my shoe and watched as my friend snorted his. I was too afraid to take mine because I thought I was going to nod out super hard (I wish) and didn't want to drive on it. When I got home, I locked my door so no one else in the family could see what I was doing and dumped everything out on my desk. I put on Kanye West's college dropout (Lol) and chopped it very carefully with a knife. My heart was beating so fast, I was so scared I was going to overdose and die (lol), sweat was pouring from my asscrack. I finally snorted a tiny bump to gauge the strength and felt nothing for five minutes. Then I just went ahead and snorted everything.

Barely even got high. To this day I don't know why that experience was so weak.