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I have a lot of regrets, but probably the worst was trying cocaine for the first (second, and third) time.
I wasn’t really addicted, and I only used it periodically for about a year, but it was the *best* I have ever felt in my life. This was about four years ago, and even today, I think about coke more than I should, and remember the absolute bliss it provided. I will never use it again, but I don’t like knowing it’s “out there” and makes one feel so good.
Ultimately, I couldn’t deal with the comedown that followed (more acute than any bipolar-related depression); in addition, I saw so many people be eaten alive by the stuff, and I knew I had to stop using pronto.
I guess getting out when I did is one of the smartest things I’ve ever done, too.
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