There was a time a couple decades ago where I was on a bad path, my first marriage had failed, and I didn't really care whether I lived or died. I don't have complete memories from that time, but I was being especially reckless with gear, and a couple ridiculous things I did I can remember clearly. One of those memories was sitting on my bed and drawing 4 separate 3cc syringes full of 75mg/ml Tren I had made myself from finaplix carts. I filled them all to the max, which was around 3.5cc when the plunger was topped out, and proceeded to inject ~1050mg of Tren in a matter of a couple minutes. The only other distinct memory I have from this was either later that day or the next day I had a first date with a girl at a mini golf place, and my gym buddy and his long time girlfriend came with us as a double date. We didn't get more than a couples holes in when I started to sweat so profusely that it was dripping from my chin and fingertips. Within a few minutes I was absolutely soaked in sweat to the point where it looked like I had jumped in a swimming pool with my clothes on. My buddy took me back to his car and cranked up the AC where I sat for a while trying to recover. I remember feeling almost hypoglycemic. I know I abused Tren for quite a long while, but I definitely didn't keep up dosing anything close to 1g a day, that was some kind of random idiocy, thankfully. Sometimes I wish I remembered more from that time, but something tells me it's probably better that I don't.