I recycled drugs and made a mess of my home/vehicle
So, I'll preface this by saying I am doing much better now. Also, this happened a few months ago, not today. I have been in recovery for 2 weeks as of writing this after 2 year blur of disaster fueled by intravenous drug use, stealing copper, and living out of a vehicle thats older than me by 6 years. I havent told a sould about this experience, although Walmart parking lot security cameras may have witnessed this.
I started using drugs when I was 11, and have been on and off for the last 14 years of my life. I got some really decent time under my belt, 3 years of total abstinence from any and all mood and mind altering substances. This was ended by myself when I decided that buying a gram of coke off a man I matched with on tinder was a good idea.
Fast forward to 2 years and a few months from the start of my relapse: I'm homeless in the middle of a brutal winter living out of my ancient van that I have to keep a tool kit and spare parts inside of because I have to repair it on a weekly basis.
The van was a pretty sweet set up, I had a butane burner that I could cook off of, a bed made from putting blankets on top of milk crates, and if I parked next to a block heater plug in I was able to charge my phone and portable charging station to last me a few days.
It was three weeks into the month, spent alone using drugs. Just a few days til February's welfare cheque hit my deirect deposit. I had blown through all of my money at the start of the month smoking crack and using IV meth. I still felt the need for a fix.
Where I live, meth is incredibly cheap, I knew I could get an 8-ball of decent meth for 60 bucks. However stealing copper is a lot harder in the middle of winter. Where I live, the prairie's of Canada, it can get incredibly cold. Like -45°C for three days and nights with the windchill (-49°F for the non metric folks out there).
Living in your car comes with some necessary evils, like urinating into pop bottles. So I have 30+ old Dr Pepper bottles in my vehicle and no drugs. Suddenly, looking at the pile of piss bottles, a brilliant idea comes to me: most drugs are excreted in your urine.
So as any reasonably thinking addict would think, I turned the burner on, cut the pop bottles open and melted my piss back to liquid state. I boiled it down for a few hours to concentrate it even stronger. Even though I was fiending hard, I knew I could get a decent rush if I used my boofing syringe to plug the concentrated urine solution. At this point my vehicle reeked of urine and I couldn't wait any longer.
I will be blunt and just tell the non-initiated what boofing is, it is when you put drugs in your anus. So I sucked up my concentrated urine with the 10 millilitre syringe and used it not for its intended use (typically used for oral suspensions of childrens medications). Within a minute I felt INCREDIBLY high. I sucked up more, and put more in. I repeated the ritual 3 more times after this. Thats about north or south of 45 milliliters of concentrated piss, in a non douched asshole.
My tummy started to grumble, and I realized what was about to happen. I peeled off 4 layers of clothes, and proceeded to spray shit all over the carpet of my home/van. I then ran around the Walmart parking lot I was parked in shitting with no pants or shoes leaving a trail of shit in the fresh snowfall.
I was high for 3 days. Believe it or not, this was merely a blimp in my drug usage, not the end. But im doing better now. Thanks for reading. I do regret ever poking myself with a needle, but I'm working on being better to myself and others. Addiction is a disease that hurts everyone around the individual.
TLDR; filled my asshole with concentrated pee and shit all over my home/van.