PillCutter
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Hey, I'm new here. I've been thinking whether I should post or not, but I'm pretty depressed at the moment, so here we go. Sorry in advance for any spelling\grammar Errors - English is my second language.
I'm a 31 years Old Woman. Married, no kids yet - we're currently working on it . I've been suffering from depression and anxiety since I was very young. I never found myself in the world and always felt aliented and confused - what I now know is "derealization". I started drinking when I was 14. I almost always binged, Usually going into black-outs and full-on puke fests. I used to skip school a lot, cut myself, and had a hard time with my therapist. Somehow, I managed to finish high school, and then It started to get messy. I used to smoke pot here and there while in high school, but When I finished high school I was so confused about my life, I didn't sign up straight into college and decided to take a year off to work and think.
The next few years, between the ages of 19-22 were a haze. I used to go out and party 3-4 times a week, And live for the weekend. I couldn't stay with a guy for over a week, and this caused troublesome sexual behavior. I started doing drugs. Many drugs. Most of them made me feel terrible but I kept doing them anyway because they made me feel like I'm not myself for a few hours. Ecstasy made me go into Serotonin Syndrome twice (the other times It just made me anxious), Weed made me paranoid, Coke made me a dickhead. It escalated into doing morphine and heroin - and I liked those, and I was scared that I like them. around the age of 22, I tried 2C-I with a friend and had a very bad trip that triggered my panic disorder and I'm still pretty traumatized about it.
So I quit doing drugs. I had a few bingy nights, I confess, but I felt miserable. I was mentally fatigued, physically sick (udnerweight and slept for days) and confused. So I quit doing drugs Completly. I started college, finished it with great success, quit drinking alcohol completly, Met my future husband while on the road to sober-dom (He was a party monster like me, earlier). BTW, He quit drugs completly other than weed.
I started taking therapy seriously. I got on zoloft and a low dose of klonopin, and it got me back into "normal". I work. I sleep. I eat. I'm sober.
I was quite happy with my sober life, until last year. On may 2013 I quit smoking, the only vice I had left, and since then, I can't stand being sober. I can't stand going out and being with friends who talk about drugs and booze, I can't enjoy parties because I feel everyone is having fun while I'm there, hating every minute of it. Everyone is so proud at me for quitting smoking, but the truth is that I suffer greatly. Not because I miss cigarettes, mind you - I miss feeling like I "own" my self destruction. So here I am, completely sober for over 8 years, and I hate it.
I'm angry at drug users, I'm angry at myself. I feel bad because I don't do drugs anymore, but I hated being on drugs. I feel like I need to escape, and I don't know how.
I'm a 31 years Old Woman. Married, no kids yet - we're currently working on it . I've been suffering from depression and anxiety since I was very young. I never found myself in the world and always felt aliented and confused - what I now know is "derealization". I started drinking when I was 14. I almost always binged, Usually going into black-outs and full-on puke fests. I used to skip school a lot, cut myself, and had a hard time with my therapist. Somehow, I managed to finish high school, and then It started to get messy. I used to smoke pot here and there while in high school, but When I finished high school I was so confused about my life, I didn't sign up straight into college and decided to take a year off to work and think.
The next few years, between the ages of 19-22 were a haze. I used to go out and party 3-4 times a week, And live for the weekend. I couldn't stay with a guy for over a week, and this caused troublesome sexual behavior. I started doing drugs. Many drugs. Most of them made me feel terrible but I kept doing them anyway because they made me feel like I'm not myself for a few hours. Ecstasy made me go into Serotonin Syndrome twice (the other times It just made me anxious), Weed made me paranoid, Coke made me a dickhead. It escalated into doing morphine and heroin - and I liked those, and I was scared that I like them. around the age of 22, I tried 2C-I with a friend and had a very bad trip that triggered my panic disorder and I'm still pretty traumatized about it.
So I quit doing drugs. I had a few bingy nights, I confess, but I felt miserable. I was mentally fatigued, physically sick (udnerweight and slept for days) and confused. So I quit doing drugs Completly. I started college, finished it with great success, quit drinking alcohol completly, Met my future husband while on the road to sober-dom (He was a party monster like me, earlier). BTW, He quit drugs completly other than weed.
I started taking therapy seriously. I got on zoloft and a low dose of klonopin, and it got me back into "normal". I work. I sleep. I eat. I'm sober.
I was quite happy with my sober life, until last year. On may 2013 I quit smoking, the only vice I had left, and since then, I can't stand being sober. I can't stand going out and being with friends who talk about drugs and booze, I can't enjoy parties because I feel everyone is having fun while I'm there, hating every minute of it. Everyone is so proud at me for quitting smoking, but the truth is that I suffer greatly. Not because I miss cigarettes, mind you - I miss feeling like I "own" my self destruction. So here I am, completely sober for over 8 years, and I hate it.
I'm angry at drug users, I'm angry at myself. I feel bad because I don't do drugs anymore, but I hated being on drugs. I feel like I need to escape, and I don't know how.