So im 27 today. Been lurking, posting or on here in one way or another since I think 2003- 2004. Ten years ago I chugged down 70 extra strength ibuprofen. Unfortunately some how I lived. Debating if today is round 2 and if anyone has thoughts on why or why not this is a good/bad idea. I'm on the fence so to speak.
Brief background if anyone care to read. Might get some "at least I'm not this guy" out of it.
Aways where to start. I'll try to keep this short. Essentially every year since ten has been a battle. Was bullied for being the fat kid. This hasn't changed but now people just avoid me cause they are afraid.
So me and few outcasted comrades in loserly (I made up my own word) discovered weed around 13. I moved on to Tons of other drugs mostly X and coke and the god forsaken benzos. They did not. First step in losing my very few friends was here.
Anyways around 16-17 I joined the army reserves for a short short bit. Left that (long story) got into good shape, got tattoos/turned punk/got scary and went back to hs to seek revenge on those who had so wronged me. I worked I stopped being bullied.
Kept doing drugs kept drinking but slowed down somewhat. 20 I destroyed my knees slipping on some ice. I had surgeries but they are now shit I can't hold any job I'm qualified for. To physical. Can't stand for long.
In the last ten years I've been diagnosed with bipolar 2( I dunno about this ) borderline personality disorder ( I can see this) and GAD ( for sure). I'm essentially viewed a one crazy ass individual. I guess I am. To anyone with mental illness you know how much it fucks you up and your life.
One last thing benzos.. In 11 years I've tapered or cold turkey(stupid) 5 times. I'm finishing a 2 year tapered atm which I have about 7 days left. I'm at one mg of diazepam. I was at 180-200mg a day I think.
Anyways I've ranted enough. Sorry for the long post. I was just sitting here on my 27th bday think how poetic it would be to 10 years later get another 70 Advil down and end the last 17 years of indescribable suffering.
I remember being a kid and people saying things would get better. Especially if you took steps to make things better.
They were wrong or lied.
Brief background if anyone care to read. Might get some "at least I'm not this guy" out of it.
Aways where to start. I'll try to keep this short. Essentially every year since ten has been a battle. Was bullied for being the fat kid. This hasn't changed but now people just avoid me cause they are afraid.
So me and few outcasted comrades in loserly (I made up my own word) discovered weed around 13. I moved on to Tons of other drugs mostly X and coke and the god forsaken benzos. They did not. First step in losing my very few friends was here.
Anyways around 16-17 I joined the army reserves for a short short bit. Left that (long story) got into good shape, got tattoos/turned punk/got scary and went back to hs to seek revenge on those who had so wronged me. I worked I stopped being bullied.
Kept doing drugs kept drinking but slowed down somewhat. 20 I destroyed my knees slipping on some ice. I had surgeries but they are now shit I can't hold any job I'm qualified for. To physical. Can't stand for long.
In the last ten years I've been diagnosed with bipolar 2( I dunno about this ) borderline personality disorder ( I can see this) and GAD ( for sure). I'm essentially viewed a one crazy ass individual. I guess I am. To anyone with mental illness you know how much it fucks you up and your life.
One last thing benzos.. In 11 years I've tapered or cold turkey(stupid) 5 times. I'm finishing a 2 year tapered atm which I have about 7 days left. I'm at one mg of diazepam. I was at 180-200mg a day I think.
Anyways I've ranted enough. Sorry for the long post. I was just sitting here on my 27th bday think how poetic it would be to 10 years later get another 70 Advil down and end the last 17 years of indescribable suffering.
I remember being a kid and people saying things would get better. Especially if you took steps to make things better.
They were wrong or lied.


. Hang in there. There are seriously a shitload of people right here with you, even if it seems like you're alone!! And I know people who have gone the metaphorical "ibuprofen route". I've also seen the aftermath for their friends/family and other people in their life. It's indescribably awful.