Chapter 1: Addiction

My "name" is Viber, it's been a long time since anypony has called me by my real name. I was a regular resident of Las Pegasus, getting high, working, and living in a 5 apartment housing unit. Not in that particular order, though. Getting drunk, gambling, and losing a good portion of my paycheck, coincidentally in that order. But I picked up a dirty habit. Focalin, Dexmethyliphenidate.

Before I started railing Focalin my drug use wasn't a major concern. I'd smoke herb a few times a week, drink some syrup once or twice a month, do mushrooms or acid on the weekends, maybe some K every once in a while at a party or if I happened to have it. Of course there was smoking and drinking too but I'd always drank and smoked since my mother died when I was just a colt. But once I started railing Focalin that was the point of no return, really. I was smoking at my buddies showing him the electronic I compose with synthesizers and software. I mentioned having some creative block and he recommend I try Focalin popping 1 or 2 every time I got blocked up. So that's what I started doing, it was cheap then only costing me about 6-8 bits a week.

One day I was having a Snythesizer jam session with another friend, a really strung out pegasus who was more of a nodder than a tweakhead, the kind of guy you don't let use your washroom. He watched me wash down two Focalin XR.

"Nah, Nah bro, you're doing it wrong. You gotta break open the capsule and snort 'em." He said seeming really spaced out. But still managing to spit out his sentence in short raspy bursts.

"And what would that accomplish?" I retorted with a smirk.

He gave me this look that was halfway between Disbelief and annoyance, and then gave me the most vague explanation I've ever heard to describe the effects of a substance.

"You get high."

"Nah, I'm good."

"Whatever dude, your loss."

"Yah, my loss" I retorted sarcastically.

About and hour after he left, I got pretty curios so I broke open a 40mg tablet and railed it. 10 minutes later it hit me while I was making a song on the computer.

I'd never taken a stimulant to get high before, so the feeling was extremely new to me and I had no idea what to expect. The effects kicked and my respiratory system sped up, I began to cough and struggle for air due to the speed at which my lungs were expanding and contracting.

"Holy Shit!" I managed to gasp between breathes and coughing.

I stopped coughing after about 10 minutes. I felt awesome, I could feel my heart pumping very fast and my blood flying down my veins each time my heart beat. I was slightly unfocused and slightly twitchy, but I felt on top of the world. I was awake and alert as all hell despite it being 3am. I think I pumped out 5 songs in 3 hours, when usually average 1 song every 8-12 hours in multiple sittings. I had 6 pills of varying dosages left and that kept me going until about 8pm that night. I started to crash at 9 and passed out at 10.