Damn @muvolution that's shitty.... reminds me of the time I popped 5 xanax bars with zero tolerance.... ended up eating 14 more that I don't remember.... because ifter I "came to" after a 72+hour blackout that's how many were missing and I was alone...
On a side note my entire house was rearranged (furniture mostly) all in the wrong ways and rooms didn't match their intended use etc.... recliner in the kitchen and batroom.... lol...
My worst witdrawal episode was when I thought since I had no dilaudid or anything similar (opiate) I would do some blow (IV)... this helped a bit... but then I got the bright idea to toss in a little 2C-I as well... turns out that all I've heard about withdrawals and hallucinogens not mixing well is entirely correct... and to make mattersworse... I had stuck on a couple of clonidine patches an hour or so prior... so about the time I start freaking out... I also feel nauseous... I run to the toilet and puke... stand up, look in the mirror and see a cartoon villian or someting... which I kinda find some enjoyment in witnessing despite my agony... then go to walk back to my bed...
Immediately everything got fuzzy and buzzy and the next thing I remember is waking up lyingon my bathroom floor lol.... I get up and open. The door... then wake up just outside my bathroom door lying down again lol.... once or twice more and a broken rib and a major headache and I decide to crawl back to my room to avoid the no blood pressure to the brain cuz the clonidine prob... this works.... I also rip off the patches.... shoot up some more coke and then shot up some everclear to try to sleep for real.... it didn't work.....
Thank goodness I learned that wasn't a good life to lifpve or id prolly be dead now...
Bluelight is a fair part of me still being alive imo