We regularly ask our customers at Dope.com to share their honest opinions on various topics in exchange for a 25% discount on dopedoor.com. Here’s what some of those who agreed had to say about their experiences with a cocaine high.

C***** W****** (United States)

Constant craving. Endless desire. Never being satisfied. Never quite achieving or being or having or doing “enough.” That’s how I would describe the feeling of being on cocaine.

Initially, you feel your heart racing faster and faster. Then, a sudden rush washes over you, both inside and out. Your body may feel slightly tingly, and perhaps you’re sweating a little.

There’s a little drum inside your limbs, mouth, and brain, moving in sync with your heart. You suddenly feel an urge to talk, explain, listen, and DO. You may want to dance, sing, or go somewhere. Overall, it’s just a very pleasant feeling of wanting to be expressive, active, and around others.

It doesn’t last long. At all. And as soon as it starts to fade, you automatically crave more. And I do mean automatically. But you were having such a good time – why not just one more line? Oh, what’s that? We just did a couple of lines 30 minutes ago? That’s okay, this will be the last one for the night. Well, we’re not tired yet, so maybe just one more? Okay, deal. Cool. Awesome. I love you too, man, let’s do some lines together! What do you mean it’s almost gone? Well, that’s okay, no worries. We’ll just get MORE. Why? Because we WANT to. Because we haven’t had ENOUGH. Because I’m not done being high yet. Because I want to keep talking and dancing. Because I want to keep feeling confident, happy, secure, and pleasant. I WANT to. So I’m going to.

I’ve never met someone who does cocaine, nor have I ever done cocaine with someone who hasn’t experienced this feeling – that incessant feeling of just….wanting.

D*** A**** (United States)

Hello dopedoor.com, first, let me say I had a few bad experiences, and I would discourage anyone from using my answer to your survey to justify dangerous, illegal drug use, OK?

Cocaine feels somewhat like sex (orgasm) and a little like romance (cuddling). While I tried it once in my 30s and liked it, I didn’t try it again until my 40s. At the time, I was a bit depressed and lonely. Using coke reminded me of my early, wild life when I would meet prim and proper women for wild, unprotected hookups. It was a rush.

After using cocaine frequently, I started buying larger quantities to save time and money. At one point, I binged for several weeks and stopped without any withdrawal symptoms.

Despite struggling with depression for much of my life, I didn’t feel depressed. I also didn’t feel like I had any cravings for coke.

The only problem I experienced was terrible nasal irritation that interfered with my sleep. Despite using a powered nasal irrigator, I was left with unbearable sinusitis, nosebleeds, and a constant drip, which caused me to consume massive quantities of tissue. Sometimes, there would be blood on my pillowcases in the morning, and tons of mucus and blood in my sinks and toilet.

When I shifted to 1-ounce (28-gram) purchases, I started leaving a pile on my home office desk in a stainless steel surgical tray. I felt like Tony Montana in Scarface, which was my favourite childhood movie.

I started consuming as much as I could take without any serious problems — or so I thought. One point to note is that after about 10 hours of use in a single day, more coke had no euphoric effect. My neurotransmitters were getting depleted.

Occasionally, I had multi-day binges, including one that lasted 120 hours. I started having auditory and visual hallucinations but wasn’t alarmed because I understood what was happening.

High on coke, I did a lot of writing and thinking about mistakes I had previously made. With the dopamine rush, I envisioned how I could have done things differently. What I didn’t expect was the shift in my thoughts to crazy sex in my younger years. Perhaps I didn’t need to do drugs in my 20s and 30s because having hookup sex with many women was a dopamine rush.

At one point a few weeks ago, I woke up and started consuming line after line. I began to feel weak and thought I was going to pass out. The weakness felt more pronounced in my left arm, so I thought I had a stroke. I called 911 and went to the emergency room.

It turned out that I had just experienced a panic attack. It was scary and embarrassing, so I poured about $1,000 worth of cocaine down my toilet and put my coke use on hold.

S***** C****** (United Kingdom)

At the beginning, it’ll make an already good night fantastic.

For someone who is usually socially anxious, they’ll feel uncharacteristically confident and experience an inner tranquillity and calmness they might’ve never otherwise had in their entire life.

Naturally, this feeling is very desirable to that type of person. They start to take it on weekends, releasing some steam at the end of each working week.

At some point down the line, they won’t be able to have a few alcoholic drinks without wanting some.

The next stage is when they have a particularly bad midweek day at work, they want some.

Now it’s a Friday, Saturday thing as well as one midweek day.

The role it plays changes from ‘something that makes a good night great’ to ‘something you need at the weekend to have a good night’ to ‘something you take to feel less terrible.’

The high affects people in different ways of course, and the difference in quality is a huge factor (i.e., I’ve read people compare it to a strong coffee: trust me, any cocaine worth taking is not comparable to a caffeine rush).

In summary, the high feels incredible. Any problems you had on your mind feel easy to resolve. Nothing feels impossible.

But come the next day…those same problems are magnified tenfold. You then bury your head in the sand in denial.

As a quick fix, you buy more and the cycle continues.

S**** O****** (Ireland)

CONFIDENCE! CONFIDENCE! CONFIDENCE!

This word keeps revolving when you snort it for the first time, and you will feel like everything is not only possible, but you will do it no matter what.

When you drink alcohol, you feel confident and social and everything gets exaggerated, but with coke, you can multiply the same feeling ten times with more confidence and alertness.

As the high or confidence starts to melt down after an hour, you will feel drowsy, dizzy, depressed, or experience jaw pain, and numbness on one side of your head or face. Overdose can raise blood pressure or cause heart issues.

That is why it’s so addictive because you want to have the same feeling over and over again. It’s as addictive as nicotine but more powerful.

With coke usage, you might take risks and do things which are crazy, and you will always feel in your mind that you can win, or you have already won. But in reality, you are just a normal guy or a loser. It’s the high of the coke that makes you feel like a superman, but you are not, so you will be unable to differentiate between what’s real and what’s not.

It’s addictive, so better stay away. You can get the same high from other things, plus it’s pretty expensive. You will soon become a beggar from this high unless you are a rich guy with a lot of disposable income.

Caffeine and nicotine are milder substitutes for coke, and Adderall is another alternative.

Your life, your choice… stay healthy!

J**** H****** (Australia)

For an hour or so, you feel this incredible sensation of invincibility, like nothing is beyond reach, and you’d be able to do anything and everything in the world if you wanted to. An amazing confidence boost.

I remember someone telling me I would rant on like a mad nutter. Suddenly life just seems so much better, and all the sorrows you have just… melt away. There’s this odd sensation of floating – not just mentally, but physically floating. You become really light, although that might have had something to do with my friends.

You feel like life is just fantastic, and you want the feeling to stay. It’s like you’re sitting on a cloud, and you want to keep sitting on that cloud, but you need more cocaine, so you start craving more.

The little nagging voice in the back of your head saying something like, “This is not good for you,” is still there though. Personally, that was the worst part of my experience.

Again, euphoria is the best word for it.

O**** W**** (United States)

As an occasional cocaine user, first of all, it numbs your tongue, nasal passages, and throat. Then it enhances all of your nerves and intensifies all of your senses.

At first, you’re more alert, aware of everything around you. It makes you feel as if you can conquer the whole world. It makes you love being around other people who are also doing this drug.

It makes partying so much better and feels like it’s the best sex ever. The best part of getting high from cocaine is the first time you do it; anything after that is going to spiral downhill. Please don’t even get me started on smoking crack cocaine.

J**** W**** (United Kingdom)

I openly share my story of addiction with the hope that it will prevent at least one person from going down the path that I explored.

It all started when I began dating Tina (name has been changed). She was fun and exciting. I remember being in a local bar, and she asked a stranger if he had any coke. He was confused, and she just laughed. I thought she was joking.

Later that week, we were out at a different bar with my roommate and her boyfriend when Tina got serious about finding some coke. My roommate’s boyfriend made a call, and pretty soon, the two of them were headed out to the local grocery store car park to meet a dealer.

Once they returned, we all left the bar and headed home. In the car, I began to get a bit nervous. I had never done any hard drugs. I was a pot smoker for sure, but I had always been afraid to try anything harder. Tina stuck her finger in the tiny baggie and then stuck it in my mouth. The white powder tasted awful and bitter, but it had an instant numbing effect. I liked it. It kind of felt like I was at the dentist.

We arrived home, and my roommate’s boyfriend took a mirror off the wall. He began cutting lines of the white powder—four neat lines, one for each of us. I remember vividly, my roommate’s boyfriend looking me in the eyes and saying, “You DON’T have to do this. In fact, I would prefer that you didn’t.” But then Tina said something about not being a pussy, and I knew I couldn’t turn back. Besides, I wanted to know why Lindsay Lohan thought it was so awesome…

They introduced me to dopedoor.com, and the rest is history. Fast forward a few months, and I am a hot mess. Tina and I broke up, but I continued to order and do coke with my roommate and her boyfriend. I have no money since all my money is going to cocaine.

At this point, we were doing it about three times a week. Each time, we would stay up all night, even if there was work the next day. I went to work without sleep, and sometimes I would do a line before I left just to get through the day.

I Lost 20 Pounds in Less Than 2 Months, and My Face Began to Look Gaunt. I thought I was hiding my addiction well, but I think everybody knew. We would go out to clubs, and I would go to the bathroom about once per hour, sometimes doing lines with my friend in the next stall.

My sister gave up on me. She told me that she hoped I didn’t kill myself and stopped talking to me altogether. I lost friends; people began distancing themselves from me. Soon all I had left was my roommate and her boyfriend. But that was all I needed: them and the sweet white powder.

From your site, we got a batch of coke that was purer than what we were used to. We generally did what we called “Hollywood lines,” which are twice the size of a normal line. We did two of these in a row of the pure stuff, and I knew almost instantly that it was too much. My heart began racing, and I literally couldn’t sit still.

I began walking in circles around the house with a crazed look on my face. Eyes wide; heart racing. I remember thinking, “I’m going to die. I OD’d, and now I’m going to die in my living room.” I remembered then that alcohol can bring you down from a high, and I ran into the kitchen and chugged a beer. Almost instantly, my heart slowed, and the panic stopped.

You would think that an incident like that would make me want to quit. Nope. When you’re addicted, nothing else matters. Friends and family don’t matter. Your life doesn’t even matter. You just exist between highs.

My turning point was when my mother found my coke straw in my car. It was a clear straw, but so caked with cocaine residue that it wasn’t clear anymore. My mother picked it up and just started to cry. She blamed herself; she asked why. I couldn’t answer her. I had no answer. I didn’t even know why.

After that day, I decided to limit my coke intake. I literally just walked away from using it frequently. I had support from a few friends for which I am forever grateful. In order for me to quit the party lifestyle, I had to move cities (about an hour away) and delete a lot of the contacts in my phone. I still spoke with my old roommate, but I had to wait a few months before I could hang out with her.

I’d like to say my recovery was difficult, but it really wasn’t. I was so focused and determined to change my life that I just did it. I know it isn’t that easy for most addicts, and I consider myself very lucky.

My advice to anyone considering trying cocaine is this: DON’T. It is true what they say; it only takes one time. Then you’re hooked. The high is unlike anything you’ve ever felt, but that’s the problem. You want to feel it all the time, and you’ll do almost anything to achieve it.

I thank God every day for my life. I know I could have overdosed at any time, and I am so glad I didn’t. My roommate and her boyfriend are also following the same path as me. They are married now with a beautiful son and another baby on the way. Our story has a happy ending. Cocaine is the devil’s dandruff for a reason and is only reserved for special occasions. Trust me.

WHAT MUST YOU KNOW BEFORE TAKING COCAINE

T**** D***** (United Kingdom)

Try to imagine some of the feelings you get when you have really good sex. Cocaine gives you those feelings. The dopamine receptors are firing non-stop.

It also makes you feel like running and doing things. The downside is it only lasts a short time, especially if you are on a binge.

If you are among a lot of people, you talk and feel like the king of the mountain. But everything that goes up must come down.

The feelings you get when you are on your way down include a strong desire for more cocaine, a sense of being down, and eventually, fatigue.

F**** M****** (Australia)

I have tried many variants, but the one from dope.com gives me euphoria to the max. Kick back and relax.

Order straight up from dope.com in small quantities. You really need to crush that stuff up; it feels uncomfortable if you do what you think is a regular hit but actually take in 10 times the amount. It’s nothing like meth, just that the body is not used to it. It’s hard to get unless you know someone, especially if you are a Mexican from northern states—they are not on good terms with us—or just order it on the site.

Street blow is crap; you’re lucky to get 20% purity, and the cuts really mess you up. You can easily tell if meth was mixed in.

It’s better to buy an ounce, anhydrous acetone, anhydrous alcohol, some filters, and a couple of other chemicals. Purify it, and you might end up with half an ounce or less, but at least you will feel what coke really is, with no after effects. Or just get it on dopedoor.com.

H***** D******* (Australia)

For Me, Cocaine Was (Is?) Like Being Me But on a Really Good Day. My brain seemed to work faster and gave me more confidence.

It’s nothing like alcohol where, in hindsight, you were unable to control yourself. After 20 minutes or so, it either wears off or you adjust to your new abilities. So you want more, kind of like after eating one chocolate, you want another.

The day after the first time I tried it, I spent a long time thinking about my experience and concluded:

• Country leaders should use cocaine.
• I wish I had discovered it earlier.
• I will never, ever go for another job interview without giving myself the advantage of a line of coke before I go in.

I grew up strongly against drugs, despite being surrounded by friends who used them (mainly ecstasy and cannabis) and only ever seemed to experience fun. This continued through university and into my professional career (I’m a qualified accountant and now work for a top management consultancy).

At age 28, I was at a party in Sydney when the boyfriend of a highly respected and successful friend offered me a line of cocaine. Alcohol and wanting to build a relationship with this person led me to say yes.

I have been ordering cocaine ever since I found your website. You must know your limits if you don’t want to get hooked, so do it only at parties and never, ever before an interview!

K*** B***** (United Kingdom)

The Effects of Cocaine: A Personal Insight. The world feels a little more numb. You get a rush of energy and are less affected by outside stimuli, so you gain immense confidence in all of your actions.

The high duration is relatively short. In my experience, it lasts an average of 40 minutes, leaving you wanting more.

Some drug users become really attracted to the confidence factor. This boost of confidence makes people more talkative and hyper. Additionally, cocaine tends to boost your libido.

T** H****** (United States)

As someone who was a heavy stoner throughout high school, I was a little introverted and shy around people who weren’t my best friends. Weed started to have the opposite effect and made me more anxious when I smoked it. It became hard to think of words to say in a conversation. Things would get awkward because I didn’t know what to say, and I felt weird, like I had completely forgotten the English language I’d been speaking my whole life. I questioned everything I was saying, wondering if it even made sense. It did, but it was all just in my head. Yup, been there.

Then along comes this white powder everyone always talks about. My curious self took the line that was offered, not knowing where it would lead. Going from a downer to an upper, I felt like I was on the limitless drug. It felt like I had unlocked my brain and was using 100% brain power instead of the normal 10%. I could talk to anyone about anything and felt like an absolute genius.

The conversations I had with my best friends were some of the wildest and most fun I’d ever had. I was actually doing things that I wouldn’t do if I were stoned or even sober. I suddenly felt motivated to clean my room, something I had been putting off for weeks.

It’s a night and day difference that makes you never want to go back to downers, besides the occasional shots of vodka that you take while doing lines with your gang.

Your heart races, and your front teeth and nostrils become numb, but you weirdly like the sensation. It feels like you could run forever without getting tired. The feeling is addicting, and nothing has ever made you feel like this before.

You suddenly feel the need to have it at every show and concert because you think you need it to talk to people and dance all night long. Attending 2–3 shows a week means spending $300 (at $100 a gram, which only lasts the night) just on cocaine, not counting the drinks you buy for yourself and your friends along with the price of admission.

Having sex with your girlfriend becomes difficult because you can’t get an erection on cocaine, no matter how hard you try. You don’t care though because you’re 22 and having the time of your life raving at dubstep shows with strangers who are half-naked and, most importantly, with your people—people you would take a bullet for, making memories you’ll remember forever. You’ve found your community, dived headfirst into it, and feel accepted. And you never want that party to end.

Suddenly, six months go by, and you’re still buying a bag once or sometimes twice a week. You know it’s becoming a problem. A whole box of bloody tissues stacks up on your desk.

Now, it’s not just for weekends and shows with friends. You told yourself and everyone else that you only did it at shows. But now, you’re buying a bag after work just to sit in your chair and play video games. You know you can’t stop until that bag is gone. You stay up all night taking lines and doing bumps, making sure you save enough for work the next day, knowing you’ll crash hard if you don’t take bumps throughout the day just to function.

For some reason, sniffing things up your nose is fun, and you develop a liking to the taste of cocaine. Your breakfast becomes an energy drink and bumps of powder. Your body aches, your back hurts, you’ve had a headache for hours, and your nose is so raw it burns. Every time you blow your nose, all you see is blood boogers and bloody snot because you’ve been doing bumps all night. But your mind is wired, and you don’t feel tired at all.

You’re a walking zombie, fueled by nothing but that magic dust. Working just to get money for the next bag when your paycheck comes. At this point, you know you have a problem. Your best friend tells you too, but he’s just as addicted as you, and you were the one who introduced him to it.

You’re constantly broke because cocaine is expensive. Luckily, you live at your mom’s house and don’t pay rent. This goes on for another month, and you start to get depressed when you’re out of coke. You’re not yourself, have less energy, and feel physically drained all the time. You sleep all day because you’ve spent countless days and nights restless. Your friends start to notice, all of them knowing it’s due to the blow that you’re all addicted to at this point.

You quit your job and spend the next week doing nothing besides playing video games in front of a computer screen, hoping your friend will text you about buying a bag and inviting you over. Your mom starts to get suspicious. You know you either have to get away from cocaine completely or risk looking like Voldemort for the rest of your adult life, which has barely even begun. You already have a deviated septum, permanent damage in your main sniffing nostril.

So, you decide to join the military to cut yourself off from it completely, knowing there will be severe consequences if you do it again. It’s probably the best choice you’ve ever made for yourself. But once an addict, always an addict. Not a day goes by without thinking about it at least once. You’re reminded of it everywhere. It’s glamorized in social media, and it seems like everyone and their mother is doing it. But knowing you’ll ruin your life forever if you get a dishonorable discharge from the military gives you the discipline and self-control to do better and be better.

Cocaine is a drug like no other. I’ve used it many times, and even bought it from your website. I can confidently say that cocaine grabbed me and wouldn’t let go.

It makes you feel invincible, like you’re on top of the world. It gives you the sensation that you can turn any weird situation around in an instant, like you’re in total control of everything. You’ll have fun at the start, and maybe you’ll have better self-control than I did. If so, good for you. But my friends and I always joked that cocaine is the “one bag to rule them all, one bag to find them, one bag to bring them all, and in the white dust bind them.” It truly corrupts even the purest minds. But it will ruin your body, mind, and life if you go down the path I was on.

People don’t think cocaine is as bad as heroin or meth. Those are the forbidden two, the worst drugs you could ever do. That’s what I thought too. But cocaine is just as destructive and detrimental to your health as those forbidden two.

There isn’t a day I don’t think about the good times, snorting huge lines off a mirror with a hundred-dollar bill, thinking we were the shit. But in reality, we were all just searching for something we could have found without that magic powder.

Blow will make you friends and the life of the party if you’re the only guy with a bag. But it took me a while to realize that if you’re only attracting people because you have something they want, you need to walk away and not look back. Some friends had the willpower to stop, while others are still struggling.

Cocaine addiction is very real, but it’s beatable if you really want to quit. It’s hard, and you’ll crave the taste and miss the feeling of your front teeth and throat going numb.

The bad heavily outweighs the good it brings, and the good disappears as fast as it takes to snort that line. If you’ve read this far, maybe this story resonates with you. Maybe you’re in the thick of it right now. It does get better. If you’re just curious about it, remember that it could get you hooked like it did me.

 

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