You know... Sometimes some of us need to crash to a certain point before we are willing to wake up and smell the reality of things.

For me, with drugs like ecstacy, I don't think I really had what they would call an addiction, since I didn't really crave it and didn't really do it that often. However, i definetly had a very unhealthy relationship to the drugs. What I mean by this is instead of staying away from it, or being cautious or remembering not to do too much at the very least(i do realize not doing it at all is better)Every time i went out, I did all kinds, and it would suddenly be the next day and I would be in 10 pills.

It took heart palpitations and a near heart attack from a bad pill full of crystal methamphetamine to wake me up. People always warned about it, however me and my friends never thought anything of it, thinking we were seasoned and careful since we only bought from one source.

That night, at my friends place, it was day 3 on a bender and I got the weirdest feeling in my chest, and my heart started skipping. Thank god i was in reality enough to realize I needed an ambulance. I immediately told everyone. We immediately took some precautions, as having me lie down, a cool cloth on my head, took my temp and pulse rate etc (with those pills, on danger is overheating) We called an ambulance. I was utterly terrified as I had been doing pills off and on for years and never experienced anything like it.

In the hospital I had sinus tachychardia and a TON of skipped and missed beats.

Unfortunately for me, because we didnt have a pill left to test, they couldn't chance giving me anything because they really didnt know what had been in the pill, and it could really interact with anything tha might have been in it, had they tried. They basically kept me and watched me, and most of them were NOT nice about it either, saying I had done it to myself etc etc.

the next morning it finally started to calm down, and then after a certain time frame they gave me some ativan which further reduced the heart rate. They thought it most likely a super high dose of meth, as with the symptoms I had. I ended up having severe skips and several more attacks for almost a month, and still have to be extremely careful. Cant have anything stimulant like now.

The next morning I realized how close I had come to dying, and it was a REAL wake up call.

Not so much as that I beileve REAL MDMA doesnt have applications therapuetically(what its been used for in the past) but really no-one knows what they are getting on the street. And, if you arent under the care of a knowing physician, then they can't monitor you for side effects.

So, maybe your friend just had to get to a certain point before he "woke up." Even if he falls again, at least he has this time going for him and can focus on that next time!