What's on your chest.

Just the thread I was looking for.

Man, so I have that ANX/DEP complex, and regardless of when that popped up, I'm fairly sure I have PTSD too now, or a [more mild?] related condition.

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In winter 09 Friend A asks me if I want to room with Friends A, B, and C from summer 09-spring 10. I say sure. I am great friends with A & B and if they are all right with C he can't be a bad guy, right? Friend D tries to tell me that Friend C is psychopathic but I shrug it off because Friend D has troubles with many people. I made the decision to room with these fellows when drunk which was OBVIOUSLY NOT GOOD. I am a horribly impulsive person at times. Which means almost all the time.

So we move into a place, things are going well for a little while, like a few weeks maybe. We build a large table together, pooling our funds. Friend C decides he will graffiti N I G G E R on the table (it's wooden) with permanent marker one night. Remember, this is a table at the front of our flat, which we all paid for and built together. Over the course of the next couple months, Friend C exposes himself as incredibly angry, manic, and blameful. Of course he is also a bigot, and continues to tag things like "Fuck fags"on our table. Friends A & B have lived with Friend C before, concede that "he has anger problems," but don't believe it is a big deal like I do. I snap one night and spray paint the entire table black out of frustration/aggravation/embarrassment of what it represents and who I associate with. Friend C, drunk as is par for his course, comes along later that evening and goes "I'm glad someone blacked out the N I G G E Rs, it shows that we don't stand for those people in our house."

I moved out the next day, and Friend A & B cannot understand why. The rest of the semester I cannot sleep without alcohol or another kind of sedative, have nightmares about this idiot, etc. I am living with my parents now and just threw about 7,000 USD down the toilet because as hard as I may try, no one wants to sublet my room--who would? I consider moving back in over the holiday break, but return to find holes punched into my vacant room by Friend C and decide I don't want to deal with this kid's bullshit facade any more. I stay at home, commute to school for the rest of the year, until graduation. It really really sucked having to move out of my awesome flat because of this one dickhole.

Fast forward to last week, I'm having a shit time at work and at home, anxiety up the wazoo. Friend C crashed a party I was at over the weekend that I thought was going to be a wicked fun bash before he showed up drunk and all "Hey man, haven't seen you in a while dude what's up?!" Hahaha.

I saw him again a few days later at a jam packet grocery market with his girlfriend and couldn't resist yelling "Hey it's ____ the racist, what's up!!!" He starts to respond and I just walk away. We're in the most liberal store in our liberal state and he can endure all the stares himself. Things are never that cut and dry of course, and he winds up checking out next to me. Granted, the market is pretty much standing room only but that doesn't stop him from threatening to kill me as he walks past me out the door. I simply responded "See ya, racist!"

Now I have an old friend in my neighborhood who is somewhat bigoted himself, in the same circle of friends as this psycho. My neighborhood friend has called me up this past weekend saying "____ wants to know where you are, so he can kick your ass." Now I am not afraid of this kid, but all I want to do is end his tenure in my city. He is really crazy enough to do something like pull a knife on me and although I would take the hit if it meant getting him shipped out, I'd rather not take the chance.

EDIT: Just to clarify, I realize it is incredibly foolish to antagonize unstable people with mood problems. I never claimed to be bright.

NSFW for length/no one wants to read my brain drool. Man that felt good to type out, though. Screw PTSD.
 
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god damnit i forgot to lock the door and my sister came in while i was cutting up lines and scared the fuck out of me and i spilt 15mg roxi god fuckin omg sooo pissed i lost that shit, and then i preceded to lie to her and she knew what i was doing and then she made me look like an idiot cuz i ended up telling the truth....god damnit i to fucking much and i lost that fucking roxi :X omg im gonna blow down the other half that i was saving but i guess ill hjae to buy another one fuck
 
I'm in AA and felt blown off by my sponsor tonight (real or imagined...who knows) and now I'm drunk and took a bunch of Xanax. I think I have borderline personality disorder, my therapist is a waste of money, and I'm heartbroken over a raging heroin addict.

That felt good. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
 
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Got up at 5 to go to work this morning, i have had high anxiety levels all day because i know my girlfriend keeps talking about some 30 year old from work (we are both 19) i just can't seem to trust my girlfriend anymore. She hasnt cheated on my before or anything but i have had it happen to me before, im just scared and was worried all day it work it was horrible
 
All I have been able to think about for the past week or so has been getting blown out of this world. I can't get any of my favorite drugs (hallucinogens) for another month or so, so I've been doing H and coke and pills, they're everywhere. I literally just have to walk down a half block to a bar, see what cars are there, and I'll know what I can get.

It just seems like such a waste when I know the good shit's out there...
 
^Isolation is fucking horrible PIP!:( <3
I like being on my own but need people around...even if it is just going to the local shops and talking to the cashier briefly-It does make a difference.
Sounds like you know that you need to be around people more and are feeling neglected and/misunderstood, can you move/could you look into plans to at least, for the time being?


I'm in AA and felt blown off by my sponsor tonight (real or imagined...who knows) and now I'm drunk and took a bunch of Xanax. I think I have borderline personality disorder, my therapist is a waste of money, and I'm heartbroken over a raging heroin addict.

That felt good. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.
Can you get another therapist Sci? I remember having problems with my Sponser too many moons ago, it can be really difficult to trust someone you know absolutely nothing about and who knows nothing nothing of you, apart from a shared addiction. Never the less, it can be more helpful than nothing too, especially if you are feeling at a drastic low ebb. Hang in there hun, dont rule anything out, keep the channels of support open to yourself(even if you are wary of them). Remember, it's all about you-the Sponser or anyone else is maintaining their own lives so keep aiming to maintain yours for your betterment.<3
 
Weather responses are cool %)

haha yes they are, was proven here so many years ago -
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there is just no tellin with it !

Asclepius
i dont feel neglected, or any personal grudge, but, im just not meant to be so far out, w/ no means of anything besides whats here, which i sure make use of - but medicine and food is very important in my life,,, so is socializing, or at least being around people and out-side sources of sound and distraction or inspiration, you know stuff happening with out me having to make it happen.



ohhh its all the same day anyway in reality - it never does progress unless we do - fuck it
 
so is socializing, or at least being around people and out-side sources of sound and distraction or inspiration, you know stuff happening with out me having to make it happen.



ohhh its all the same day anyway in reality - it never does progress unless we do - fuck it

Unfortunate, but true. I wish things would happen without me having to do anything; travel appeals to me in this regard because i can just be sitting in a foreign city doing nothing, yet it's new, exciting and different.

My situation extends in similarity, i can enjoy been on my own.. im extremely good at creating my own atmosphere to relax into and just be, but at the same time i need out-side source's of stimulation.. people for instance. But alas im in a limbo transition where i've left an entire lifestyle behind in pursuit of deeper meaning?

So im in a place of isolation and stagnation; until i figure out what it is i need to do, thankfully i have bluelight <3
 
...get me out of this fucking haunted place...that I keep coming back to...I hate this place and there is nowhere else to turn. bad memories, bad memories, bad bad :(
 
Im a just so sick of felling and doing the same thing week in week out.Getting my dhc script and my mst- con script un various other prescription meds!! Its like ground hog day i can see how each day is going to pan out and im so fed up!! by the way is it usuall to feel a deep sense of depression when you go without opiates after consuming them four a while?
 
Pining over some stupid dude. Upset that all I have are Xanax, and I want oxy or dope REALLY bad and have no easy way of getting either.
 
Pretty much just got rejected by a girl, but thats nothing new to me. She knew I liked her and I tried talking about it and asking how she felt about it, and I got nothing. Just that she doesn't wanna talk about it :\

Guess im feeling lonely and a little down cause this always happens to me, but im trying to not let it upset me too much haha I know people have way more severe problems than that so I really have nothing to complain about.
 
Pretty much just got rejected by a girl, but thats nothing new to me. She knew I liked her and I tried talking about it and asking how she felt about it, and I got nothing. Just that she doesn't wanna talk about it :\

Guess im feeling lonely and a little down cause this always happens to me, but im trying to not let it upset me too much haha I know people have way more severe problems than that so I really have nothing to complain about.

^ Rejection is a BIG deal. It's a totally valid thing to complain about and be upset about. I'm really sorry that you were shot down :\
 
whats on my chest

Ok so i been off dope like 50 days..and everyday, theres some temptation. Oppurtunities to come up and score and the like.

Its like i got a devil on one shoulder whispering in my ear, and i got an angel on the other shoulder. I get these compulsive thoughts like steal that and go pick up. Sell your camera and go pick up. Sell the TV. Go shoplift some shit.

So theres a part of me that wants to use dope and say fuck the world. And theres a part of me that wants me to be good and to do the right thing. I dont want to use dope again but those using thoughts are keeping up..my mind is arguing with itself everyday..thinking of why to stay clean instead of using. Its frustrating at times. I want that devil to stop whispering in my ear.
 
Ok so i been off dope like 50 days..and everyday, theres some temptation. Oppurtunities to come up and score and the like.

Its like i got a devil on one shoulder whispering in my ear, and i got an angel on the other shoulder. I get these compulsive thoughts like steal that and go pick up. Sell your camera and go pick up. Sell the TV. Go shoplift some shit.

So theres a part of me that wants to use dope and say fuck the world. And theres a part of me that wants me to be good and to do the right thing. I dont want to use dope again but those using thoughts are keeping up..my mind is arguing with itself everyday..thinking of why to stay clean instead of using. Its frustrating at times. I want that devil to stop whispering in my ear.

First of all, great job on the 50 days - you're doing great.

Second of all, don't use dope and say fuck the world, that's a terrible idea. You're doing great so far, I'm sure you wouldn't want to throw that away now, you would you?

Don't give in, whenever you think that you should use it, simply remember how amazing you felt BEFORE you start using dope, and how amazing you'll feel when you're sober. Don't think of how amazing the dope felt, because in reality - it's a fake feeling and will do nothing but haunt you in the future.
 
My friend called me at 12 10 am while i was with some other people at a house. I missed the call and realize he had called a while later and just decided id call in the morning. Well, I found out the next morning that he had shot himself that night. I could have prevented it.. its all I can think about
 
oh man i am sorry...

i have had a few friends and acquaintances, and family take their lives, and i had to realize that i alone, could not of done everything needed for them.
it can take a lot, but i couldnt allow them to be a "hard" memory to have, and i do imagine that they and many others can 'feel or hear' me - and its comforting honestly, because i let the memories and thoughts be so.

this isnt something you should try and push away, or forget, doing so would not be a healthy thing i dont think. they wanted their peace, not for you to hurt now too - i doubt that personally.


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