This happened almost exactly a year ago. I was a benzo addict and I found out about a week earlier before this "trip" that I was going to rehab for Xanax/Klonopin abuse. I am an epileptic so naturally I get scripts of Ativan for potential seizures. For the longest time though my Mom would pick up my scripts and lock the Ativan in her safe. But one day she couldn't get my scripts, thinking that the Ativan script wasn't going to be filled at the pharmacy she sent me to pick up my regular anti epileptic medicine thats not a narcotic. I go to pick it up, I get three bottles. Two of them are my regular medicine, the other is ATIVAN! I freak out because I haven't taken Benzos in awhile but I also knew I was going to rehab. I had a decision to make.
I get home and I decide to put the Ativan in my bedside drawer because I wanted to think about it. The next day (which is amazing I managed to wait that long) I called my buddy and told him I had a whole script of 40 Ativan 1mg. He rode over, but before he did, I took about 5 because I used to be able to take 8, feel straight and not blackout, but like I said, I hadn't taken Benzos in awhile. I remember him pulling up and I got in his car and we turned the corner away from my street and my memory starts to fade right there. But luckily there are witnesses that have given me vivid accounts
I gave my buddy that picked me up 4. We drove to his house and his friend comes over and I give him 5. At this point I don't remember shit. But his friend smoked me out for giving him the Ativans. His friend leaves to go to work. My buddy, the one who picked me up, is already fucked up too, but he asked for one more and I gave it to him. I pulled it out so I went ahead and took another 5. At that point my buddy and I are sitting outside near his pool, both fucked up out of our minds. For some reason I was wearing a hoodie with the hood up, ray ban shades, ATL hat, sweatpants, looking thugged out (I never dress like that so its funny lol). My buddy remembers me looking at him and saying, "Dawg I'm having delusions" Lol
My buddy remembers me opening the small pill holder I had and giving him some more but I took the rest which was a good bit. We hop in his car, because you know, why not? We fucking drive to a Publix. So were sitting in the parking lot and I am influencing my friend to go in and steal the mini wine bottles, the ones you can fit in your pocket. He does. We drink it in the parking lot. We drive to his brother in laws house. (I can't even imagine how horrific the driving was. You know that scene, if you've seen it, in Wolf of Wall Street where Leo is driving his car on luudes and he thinks he's driving amazing but in reality he is hitting everything in sight. Yea thats what it probably looked like).
Anyways we arrive at my buddies brother in laws house fucked up. Go to the garage and smoke a bowl with him (At some point in the middle of the story we bought weed? idk how) We sit down on his couch. Well according to his brother in law I became thirsty. I get up to get some grape juice. I pour a glass but leave the glass and the liter of grape juice on the counter. I go sit down. Having the revelation that I had forgotten my glass I stand up to go and get it. But instead I just grab the whole fucking liter and bring it to the couch and start drinking that, leaving my glass on the counter.
We get back in my buddies car, and drive off. Back to the parking lot. Well this time we weren't driving so well. Idk who was driving but his car hits another parked car in the parking lot. My friend remembers me looking at him and saying, "Soo Woo" which is something Lil Wayne yells out in his songs sometimes. And then I take off. I guess Soo Woo was my battle cry to flee the scene. I then call my former fuck buddy and I try talking to her but she can't understand a goddamn thing I am saying. So I text her to come pick me up. She ask where I'm at. I respond with, "I'm at a light" Yea guys she didn't find me. I see cops in the parking lot and my buddy being questioned (I assume) so I run back to his brother in laws house.
I walked about 2 miles (amazingly didnt fall in the street and amazingly remembered how to get there). I walked into his house without knocking and casually said (* got arrested).
His sister called my mom. She came and picked me up. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head and I was slurring every word not making sense at all. We get home, she takes me to my room and is trying to find the pill container for my Ativan. She finds it with only 1 pill left. She turns around and smacks the shit out of me (I remember this part). How do I respond? I started laughing uncontrollably. I wake up the next day in a fuzzy world only to find out my buddy was arrested for DUI and than I took a visit to the Rehab center that same day and am sent their about 2 weeks later.
I am all good now. I definitely dont fuck with Benzos anymore, Its been over a year. But I thought this story was meant to be shared. Don't take a shitload of Ativan. It basically shuts down brain function and you could easily get injured or even die. We got so lucky that day on so many levels. DONT TRY IT
I get home and I decide to put the Ativan in my bedside drawer because I wanted to think about it. The next day (which is amazing I managed to wait that long) I called my buddy and told him I had a whole script of 40 Ativan 1mg. He rode over, but before he did, I took about 5 because I used to be able to take 8, feel straight and not blackout, but like I said, I hadn't taken Benzos in awhile. I remember him pulling up and I got in his car and we turned the corner away from my street and my memory starts to fade right there. But luckily there are witnesses that have given me vivid accounts
I gave my buddy that picked me up 4. We drove to his house and his friend comes over and I give him 5. At this point I don't remember shit. But his friend smoked me out for giving him the Ativans. His friend leaves to go to work. My buddy, the one who picked me up, is already fucked up too, but he asked for one more and I gave it to him. I pulled it out so I went ahead and took another 5. At that point my buddy and I are sitting outside near his pool, both fucked up out of our minds. For some reason I was wearing a hoodie with the hood up, ray ban shades, ATL hat, sweatpants, looking thugged out (I never dress like that so its funny lol). My buddy remembers me looking at him and saying, "Dawg I'm having delusions" Lol
My buddy remembers me opening the small pill holder I had and giving him some more but I took the rest which was a good bit. We hop in his car, because you know, why not? We fucking drive to a Publix. So were sitting in the parking lot and I am influencing my friend to go in and steal the mini wine bottles, the ones you can fit in your pocket. He does. We drink it in the parking lot. We drive to his brother in laws house. (I can't even imagine how horrific the driving was. You know that scene, if you've seen it, in Wolf of Wall Street where Leo is driving his car on luudes and he thinks he's driving amazing but in reality he is hitting everything in sight. Yea thats what it probably looked like).
Anyways we arrive at my buddies brother in laws house fucked up. Go to the garage and smoke a bowl with him (At some point in the middle of the story we bought weed? idk how) We sit down on his couch. Well according to his brother in law I became thirsty. I get up to get some grape juice. I pour a glass but leave the glass and the liter of grape juice on the counter. I go sit down. Having the revelation that I had forgotten my glass I stand up to go and get it. But instead I just grab the whole fucking liter and bring it to the couch and start drinking that, leaving my glass on the counter.
We get back in my buddies car, and drive off. Back to the parking lot. Well this time we weren't driving so well. Idk who was driving but his car hits another parked car in the parking lot. My friend remembers me looking at him and saying, "Soo Woo" which is something Lil Wayne yells out in his songs sometimes. And then I take off. I guess Soo Woo was my battle cry to flee the scene. I then call my former fuck buddy and I try talking to her but she can't understand a goddamn thing I am saying. So I text her to come pick me up. She ask where I'm at. I respond with, "I'm at a light" Yea guys she didn't find me. I see cops in the parking lot and my buddy being questioned (I assume) so I run back to his brother in laws house.
I walked about 2 miles (amazingly didnt fall in the street and amazingly remembered how to get there). I walked into his house without knocking and casually said (* got arrested).
His sister called my mom. She came and picked me up. My eyes were rolling into the back of my head and I was slurring every word not making sense at all. We get home, she takes me to my room and is trying to find the pill container for my Ativan. She finds it with only 1 pill left. She turns around and smacks the shit out of me (I remember this part). How do I respond? I started laughing uncontrollably. I wake up the next day in a fuzzy world only to find out my buddy was arrested for DUI and than I took a visit to the Rehab center that same day and am sent their about 2 weeks later.
I am all good now. I definitely dont fuck with Benzos anymore, Its been over a year. But I thought this story was meant to be shared. Don't take a shitload of Ativan. It basically shuts down brain function and you could easily get injured or even die. We got so lucky that day on so many levels. DONT TRY IT
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