Please explain the "fun" in taking Paxil. It is a potent anti-depressant and has as its main side effect sexual dysfunction. Doesn't sound like much fun to me.
It triggered TMJ with me after fewer than three days dosing and has never gone away, even after seven years. Paxil was
terrible for me!
I think people who do shrooms are crazy, but that's my opinion and nobody elses.
There are 'shrroms and 'shrooms. I never had access to Peyote, and the initial rush of nausea always made me too leery to try them. Psilocybin mushrooms (which I did twice) were fabulous.
My "wild days" with drugs ran from 1975-83 (I was born in 1960: you do the math). I doubt that a day went by when I wasn't at least stoned on pot at that time.
My limits, such as they were, were highly personal. I'm terrified of needles, so I never used Heroin. I saw lives wrecked on "Angel Dust" and decided it couldn't be worth it.
I couldn't afford Coke as a teen, and by the time I could afford it disliked the anti-social aspects of it. Parties always separated into those who'd go
en masse to the bathroom (or wherever) to snort blow and the rest of us who'd just pass joints and drink beer. They always had some "joke" they wouldn't/couldn't share with the group (much like the Coke itself).
Speed was never my thing: I'm naturally speedy (or high-strung, if you prefer), and a Black Beauty would never fail to set me in a rage.
X, which we called MDMA back in those dim times, was fantastic, and owe much pleasure in the Summer of 1981 to its abundant supply.
Although I smoked it daily, I was never fond of the typical "head" I got with pot, and found myself frequently introverted, self-obsessed and paranoid. I always preferred the body high of Hashish or Marinol.
I will never refuse an offer for Vicodin, Percocet or Oxycontin, but do not seek them out and am very careful regarding limits which I do not cross. The same can be said for Benzos like Valium or Xanax, which I adore but use with extreme caution.
Younger people will never understand why Quaaludes are still the stuff of legend, poor dolls. But, of all the drugs I've ever done, "Ludes are the ones I miss the most.
I smoked Opium with a group of friends when I was 19 and we all curled up on an oriental rugs, cuddling like puppies.
I once spent an evening in 1980 snorting Crystal Meth with a friend who made some big promises about the high, but was unimpressed and have never used it again. The destruction it is now causing to the gay community can only be compared with HIV/AIDS and it is a terrible scourge.
I'm sure I've left some out, but drugs do a number on the brain cells, after all.