I need one not just medically, but for my own safety. I could have easily - fucking easily - had a seizure or fucking died over the weekend. I was under constant threat of that like why can't I just talk to someone. I remember looking into bupe before I realized that I would crush and snort them, and I got an appointment literally the next day where I'd get it if I hadn't used in 24 hours. Is there something like that for benzo abusers, like an emergency taper one week detox (to figure out the starting dose and taper optimally). There is nothing whatsoever and it can kill you.
I'm a dead man walking. I am so pissed at the medical system yes I am an 'addict' out for a 'hit' but it was my fucking pain management doctor not my GP. All he did was throw pills at me and then never once in 5 years raise the dose. I had to raise it myself, until I had multiple drug connects for any opiate under the sun and was snorting heroin because it was by far and wide the cheapest and quickest and most pleasant relief. Now I am off opiates for 2 months and just beginning to get the energy back to do things like read a book, or apply for a job.
This is a bad time for me. I feel like sexual frustration ruined my life. I am a horny fuck and never got any for past 15 years really. It is desirable to me for many reasons that have to do with my personality and lifestyle as a whole. I remember in university couldn't handle being the odd one out literally the only person I knew who never got any the school was 60% women. I was socially retarded, I would not pick up on obvious cues from women like I do now. However now it's too late. I have no idea what I am doing, and if I haven't figured it out by now it's like an unsolvable equation. So, fuck life if I can't have that. It's no fun, I don't even have any friends anymore. I never hang out with anyone, when I do I tend to have a great time but it is very rare that I do anything with anyone else.
Ironically the book I was reading today (Infinite Jest) there was a part about an attractive young well educated woman with a well upbringing who was going through the process of hanging herself. The book is really well written in a factual and highly descriptive way. I am enjoying it, but I can't be this age and not getting any for any longer. I also have no idea what I'm doing and seem to only get hurt for something that is not even complicated.
I remember being unable to handle these feelings, too busy partying and studying in school to do anything but abuse drugs. Well until final year we did a lot of mushrooms and smoked pot all day and got really drunk all the time. Then started doing cocaine and Mdma as I was depressed and got a random connect for it. Figured may as well, did so much damn Mdma.
Met my first girl later on everything changed but now I am worse for wear and I have no idea how I could ever attract the opposite sex. I can certainly attract, just not doing anything about it. I don't want to sell any more of my tech stuff and I'm getting tired of it all and it's too cold out to jump off a cliff although I suppose I could take all the etiz I haven pass out in the snow all night in light clothing. I don't know. What the fuck is the point if I am this messed up. There is no point to this existence whatsoever. It holds so much potential to be thrown away and drained on stupid shit like drugs. I've had it. Even if I get a job, I would go straight back to dope first paycheque so I could get by on less benzos and definitely be sniffing it all the time with a good job like that. I can't afford it at the moment. My life isn't any better, it sucks. It's not going to get any better. I try. I have tried for far too long and I have suffered far too much.
Painful One I am in so much emotional pain that it overwhelms my injury at this point. I am still in a lot of pain all the time, I just did a yin yoga tune-up. I was up on my feet cleaning and applying for jobs all day then by the time I got to night yoga I was real tired. It was a lovely class more advanced postures to hold. There is something wrong with my brain that makes it impossible to connect with the opposite sex even when they are up front with me. So, my brain is stupid. This isn't something I am shy about, I guess I am, I just don't know what to do I'm stupid as fuck. Let it dissipate into the subatomic particles that it is composed out of in a different, spreading out interaction or go dead of activity interpreted as miserable. I feel imprisoned. There is absolutely nothing whatsoever I can do about this. They just don't like me. I won't have a clue on my dying day.
I need to get laid obviously. I did all summer she invited me over all the time I was practically living there and planning on it and things were great. That was when I was getting off H. I haven't had a kiss since the end up the summer. That is 7 months, too long for someone near 30 and pitifully not even that long historically speaking. I will never understand and I'm scared. I'm scared because I know I'm gonna die soon. I am staying up all night to try and maybe smoke another bong rip or two and eat some late stoner food and try to forget.
I am focussing on finding a job, as there is no possible chance of me getting laid anytime soon. As that has become a priority at this point. It's so stupid there's nothing wrong with me. They don't like me. Or they like me and that makes it worse when I'm a fuckin dumbass every time. I would only want to do dope again to kill my sex drive well for a lot of reasons. I still care about this when I am using it doesn't make me stupid but it makes me feel... well, miserable too. The only way seems to be a high dose of a short acting benzo. I took 6mg klonopin, 6mg xanax, and 30mg etizolam today. That is just asking for trouble, like I said I know I'm gonna die soon. I don't have a job to taper the fuck down myself and I am not cold turkey detoxing that shit or getting the medical system involved that helped me fuck myself over to begin with. Never trust a damn doctor.
Really I should be in therapy tapering my benzo dose down while I'm healthy and young but they do not do that in this country. I could write pages upon pages of how fed up I got with the medical system. I pretty much intentionally began to self harm because I couldn't fucking get any help for either problem, the back pain or extreme daily panic symptoms.
Just sucks I really want to be with someone now and I was too shy before but I am not like that anymore. So long as I can afford my benzo fix next week and apply for jobs like crazy so I can snort H instead and not feel so miserable all the time. Man... I'm so young I've thought about death but like never even smoked 5-meo-dmt yet. I'm not ready to let go on such short notice. It has still been a long, hectic journey and for it to end here is fucking crazy. I can't see a way out. I'm really on the edge about this. What is wrong with me, that I can be who I am and not get sex. It is torture to me to the point that it isn't worth waiting for something that will never arrive. I've completely ruined my life. I thought I was going to be somebody? The worst way is how I'm just gonna OD one random day though I can't stand to think of it but at least it won't hurt.
Just sucks cause I probably won't reincarnate as a human again so like I'll eternally never get laid. And there likely won't be any weed to smoke, wherever "I" am headed on this quick stop in to be tortured on planet earth. My family won't even care for all that long, they would care more if our dog died. Seriously.