I had my first shot of whiskey (from the bottle) when I was 13 years old. My parents weren't home and I got into thw liquor cabinet. When that burn went down my throat and into my belly I thought I had really messed up. That euphoric, warm feeling of being drunk for the first time was like a blanket. I watched Goonies and it was the best screening I've ever had.
While I have, thankfully, never struggled with dependency issues, this marked a turning point for me where I wanted to experiment with many things.
I was too young to buy cigarettes, but my cousin discovered that we could smoke grapevine growing on our ranch on Canyon Lake. Years later I realized how pointless and ****ing stupid this was. But 14 year old me was a badass.
Senior year of high school tried marijuana when my buddy and I drove from Midland all the way to Galveston Bay to stay at this grandparents' beach house. Our parents thought adults would be there. They weren't. We picked up his cousin and his friends in Clear Lake, which I guess this was the height of the rave scene or something. I dunno. Apparently Clear Lake has lots of drugs? Anyways I was already pretty drunk so didn't affect me much and I was more interested in hooking up with this skinny pink haired chick. If you have never tried it, buy some good snacks, get some close friends together, preferably one or two of them being users. This is infinitely better than alcohol. No hangover. No sickly feeling the next day. No headache. Here and there I still get a good break from work/life and have an opportunity to partake.
I had the chance to snort cocaine in a trailer in the middle of nowhere in west Texas. I passed, but would still like to try it sometime in a controlled setting.
I had a chance to take acid in Austin at a party. I was in pajamas all night and already ****ed up pretty good. All I can remember was that this guy there had enormous hands. Like comically big. Everything else was normal…proportional. But those hands. ****. Maybe I did trip on acid? Someone could have slipped me something.
About a year or so ago someone gave me a cartridge of DMT to smoke in a vape. I let him try it first to make sure it wasn't laced with fentanyl and once I saw that he was still alive a few days later I tried it. I'm a good friend. I still felt hesitant. Maybe I didn't hit it hard enough or maybe it was junk but I felt nothing.
I have longed for an ayahuasca retreat. I read about this over 15 years ago and was interested before all the celebrities started doing it. I just haven't found the right person to accompany me. I have 1-2 candidates. But that would also require me probably taking like 1.5-2 weeks off work and I can't do that right now.
Not old enough to have had an opportunity for Quaaludes. If you have Quaaludes, please share.
Abusing pharmaceuticals could also be considered illicit. When Hydrocodone was more widely available (pre-opioid epidemic) I loved getting my hands on that stuff. At A&M I traded an entire case of Beenie Weenie for a bottle of cough syrup with hydrocodone. Still some of the best negotiating I've ever done.
I was a hardcore D.A.R.E kid but no one told me how fun drugs can be if you aren't a total dumbass. I have no regrets except living in Texas where our politicians are standing in the way of legalizing marijuana - something I'm suspecting most voters want or are ambivalent about at this point.
One drug I will probably never do is heroin. To me that epitomizes the word "junky" and that scene in Pulp Fiction scared the **** out of me.
Sorry. I know this got long. I'm a little high.