Sonik11011
Greenlighter
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- Mar 4, 2013
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Hey guys, this is my first post here. I thought Id give you all a little bit of my story
When I was 14 My friend invited me over to his house. when I got there he said he had some pills called "triple c's" that make you trip. Thus begun my journey down a long and hard road of dxm addiction. it started with me and 2 friends tripping in his basement on the weekends. we really liked it and it became the thing we did. every weekend the 3 of us would go to walgreens, cvs, krogers, or anywhere else to steal some pills. finally after a fe months my friends greew tired of it, but i didnt. I began smoking weed with my close friend whom in this tale I will call Chase. We were together 24/7 throughout sophmore year of highschool. smoking, drinking, taking pills, whatever. but more and more every night I found myself with the urge to dex again and I began using it alone on a daily basis. Finally I got chase into it with me, and we just lived life driving around robotripping and stoned all day, but finally one day junior year chases parents sent him away to a wilderness treatment program. I lost it and went on a 2 week long robotussin binge. after that my use spiraled out of control. I got sent to the hospital multiple times overdosing on upwards of 40 triple c's. One time my heart rate actually reached 300bpm and doctors were shocked i was alive. My heart then stopped, but then started itself up again. I guess I just have a strong will to live. After that I went to rehab, in and out multiple times. I finaly cleaned up after spemding a few months in a treatmeent center in utah. when I turned 18 I signed myself out and lived on the streets begging for change, eventually I got the bishop of the mormon church t buy me a bus ticket back home. once i got home i moved back in with my parents. my use was limited for a while but it slowly started to grow. I got into molly, acid, coke, weed, whatever you can imagine. But that didnt last long I finally cleaned up. No more coke, No more "molly" bathsalt bullshit. But the one drug I cannot turn my back to, is dxm. Still to this day I trip on an extremely frequent baasis. It isnt affecting my life as bad as it used to but it still plays a big role. Im on about 1000 mg as we speak. Reality is hard to desipher at times. but I manage. Lifes been looking upp for me lately really. I go to shows alot and get paid to give light shows at raves and Im starting to work as a dj also. the dxm has effected my ability to form connections with people but i think im starting to work through it, I am starting to enjoy my life now And i really hope in the future I can conqoure this addiction.
When I was 14 My friend invited me over to his house. when I got there he said he had some pills called "triple c's" that make you trip. Thus begun my journey down a long and hard road of dxm addiction. it started with me and 2 friends tripping in his basement on the weekends. we really liked it and it became the thing we did. every weekend the 3 of us would go to walgreens, cvs, krogers, or anywhere else to steal some pills. finally after a fe months my friends greew tired of it, but i didnt. I began smoking weed with my close friend whom in this tale I will call Chase. We were together 24/7 throughout sophmore year of highschool. smoking, drinking, taking pills, whatever. but more and more every night I found myself with the urge to dex again and I began using it alone on a daily basis. Finally I got chase into it with me, and we just lived life driving around robotripping and stoned all day, but finally one day junior year chases parents sent him away to a wilderness treatment program. I lost it and went on a 2 week long robotussin binge. after that my use spiraled out of control. I got sent to the hospital multiple times overdosing on upwards of 40 triple c's. One time my heart rate actually reached 300bpm and doctors were shocked i was alive. My heart then stopped, but then started itself up again. I guess I just have a strong will to live. After that I went to rehab, in and out multiple times. I finaly cleaned up after spemding a few months in a treatmeent center in utah. when I turned 18 I signed myself out and lived on the streets begging for change, eventually I got the bishop of the mormon church t buy me a bus ticket back home. once i got home i moved back in with my parents. my use was limited for a while but it slowly started to grow. I got into molly, acid, coke, weed, whatever you can imagine. But that didnt last long I finally cleaned up. No more coke, No more "molly" bathsalt bullshit. But the one drug I cannot turn my back to, is dxm. Still to this day I trip on an extremely frequent baasis. It isnt affecting my life as bad as it used to but it still plays a big role. Im on about 1000 mg as we speak. Reality is hard to desipher at times. but I manage. Lifes been looking upp for me lately really. I go to shows alot and get paid to give light shows at raves and Im starting to work as a dj also. the dxm has effected my ability to form connections with people but i think im starting to work through it, I am starting to enjoy my life now And i really hope in the future I can conqoure this addiction.
