tacodude said:
No joke thought you were in rehab or dead
Don't feel obligated to read all this, I'm only being so detailed because you've tried to help me for so long and I've been an arrogant, stubborn, asshole who has ignored your attempts to help.
I'm really sorry man, I completely forgot about that thread. I disappeared for a good reason though. After messing around with U-47700, I went right back into shooting meth daily and often mixing the two despite it causing such unusual side-effects that were completely foreign to me. It wasn't long before this led to a major meltdown/freak-out; you know the stereotypical meth story, I thought that there were bugs in my hair, that my pet was dying, and a that a snake had come into my house and bitten me resulting in me being ill for a week (in reality I had passed out on top of a syringe causing the "snake bite" wound which was caught on video, and likely just had a cold). I threw out the rest of my meth because it was causing far too many mental problems for me and had caused me to lose an unhealthy amount of weight. I used the rest of the U-47700 because as much as I hated knowing that I had no clue what it was doing to my body after the deaf-effect, the addict in me couldn't help but use it all.
Unfortunately the side effects from the U-47700 only got worse for me. I became too lax the drug and my doses often led to me passing out for an hour or two immediately after doing the shot with no memory of it ever even happening; it took me days to realize it was occurring. Every time I would awake from the mini-coma U-47700 induced I would always be completely deaf for at least an hour or two, to the point that I couldn't hear my T.V. even if it was on full-blast. My re-entry into my addictions caused me to fall back on my job, I started to care less and less about my body, personal hygiene, and socializing. Basically I ended up stocked up on so many drugs (a couple grams of meth, heroin, etizolam, a synth cannabinoid, and the U-47700 all at once, and after all that
another friend also gave me his heroin stash for free) that my life was quite literally slipping downhill extremely quickly.
After all that going down, especially the meth freak-out, I realized what I was doing to myself and decided I needed to change. I broke up with my (ex?) girlfriend who started doing benzos daily again and wanted to start-up doing heroin with me, I started going to parties every night and socializing as much as possible to keep me occupied, I made myself a new friend group that is now extremely tight and supports me in staying clean instead of glorifying past highs, I've started working out again and gained 20lbs back, shaved/cleaned myself up, now look pretty good and picked up two jobs, I've been accepted into a college that I've had my eye on for a while. I've been trying to get my life back on track. My family actually noticed today (!) and commented on how "it's almost like [they] finally have the old [me] back". I haven't been on this forum in a while because I haven't been messing with drugs at all up until recently. Only came back because I picked up some coke for the nostalgia and to see what IV'ing it is like and needed some safety info, but luckily I've never really found coke to be very addictive.
TL;DR:
My apologies my dude, didn't mean to make anyone worry. Not dead, not in rehab, but definitely better. I'll check out that thread I made in a bit and update them with a shorter version of what I told you. Thanks for sticking around and trying to help me man.
