So I started a thread of the same name a while ago but it is closed so I can't update it. There I asked the question of what would happen if one switched drugs every day, i.e., tickle one psychoactive receptor system per day. I got responses back that offered suggestions for daily schedules to receptor systems lists. And I also received comments about polydrug addiction, narcomania, and that it generally was a bad idea. I'm here to report on my experiences in this regard over the last several months. Full disclosure: I'm currently on about 400mg modalfinil right now and I'm "high" (this wasn't my intent when I started writing).
Perhaps it was during the depths of fentanyl PAWS (see Background below) that I posted that original message about changing drugs every day to avoid dependence/addition (you can search for the identical thread title without the " 2" or my username; I recommend it since it's highly informative thanks to contributors). I had stopped using fentanyl and I was in some pain, so I had been abusing THC cookies. MM is legal in my state and they are sold at "pharmacies" here. I was eating 2-4 per day. Seriously. First thing I'd do after waking up is eat 2-4 sugary cookies. :/ Not because I needed that much for pain. But because I loved the psychedelic experiences I was having. It was one of my first times on THC. I've never really gotten high from smoking and I just don't like smoking in general and I previously have gotten high a couple of times, from using a vaporisor and eating cookies (I know what you're thinking
, but it was too overwhelming overall. I had a ball for about two months and I was worried that I was becoming addicted. The classic signs were there. And I had been using for only a couple of months consecutively (previous use was years back). As I started to worry about whether I should worry:
Then something strange and "magical" happened. My tolerance had been going up significantly. 1 cookie was enough initially, but I now needed 4 to get about 25% of the "high" I had gotten earlier. I couldn't seem to easily stop. Yet for some reason, the notion of waking up in the morning and eating 4 cookies stopped appealing to me. I started to cut down! I cut down to 1/day to deal with the pain ("high" be damned) and then soon I was having 1/week which is where it is right now. I have 1-2 cookies every 1-2 weeks. I enjoy this a LOT more. Over time I've stopped for as long as a month, and I never miss it or feel a craving for it. And when I do take it after a long break, the vast majority of the psychedelic effects are back (though they only last for 1-2 days). So THC to me seems to have this self correcting mechanism like what I felt about MDMA or LSD, which is that I can't seem to get addicted to these due to such a massive development of tolerance in such a short time (one use) that it's pointless to keep playing the tolerance game. (I NEVER felt this way about alcohol; my tolerance initially did increase but I just drank more. And I've been dependent on opiates to know what a physical dependency is like.)
Aside from that, I take gabapentin a few days a month (again, extremely massive tolerance where it's essentially a waste of the drug to keep taking it but I run through my prescription, or at least half each time, anyway). Gabapentin is a wonder drug and I've found it be to immediately be great at staving off opiate WDs entirely (even massive ones you could potentially get from using fentanyl and oxymorphone for a year). I've always used it at a high dose (minimum 3g, increase y 1g every day until 6-10g after which point it is pointless).
So oxymorphone = 3-4 consecutive days/month, not 24/7! Gabapentin = 3 times/day for <= 1 consecutive week/month (yeah, because I do feel it is a wonder drug
. THC = 3-5 separate days/month. The remaining days of the month are pretty random. There is not another drug that appears more than once over the last several months, but I've used the following in the last several months: benzodiazepenes = a few days 2 months ago; modalfinil = no more than 2 different days. I do get "high" from it @ 400-800mg; best description is that it sounds like what people who LOVE cocaine talk about but much better and lasts all day and I'm on it now!On that note I should say that I had been planning to "update" bluelight as I am doing; I'm 100% sure I didn't plan on having it go this long and I'm sure this is the effect of modalfinil. Besides just feeling very good (even with very very little sleep) I also feel this OCD-like tendency to provide all sorts of detail about everything so everything is as clear as it can be but this is just looking like a big rambling mess. Insight, even.
I feel neither addicted nor dependent on any particular substance (i.e., drug) currently but I have a addiction (in the past) to alcohol (my rule #1 about drugs: you can't have a current addiction to something you are NOT drinking/eating/smoking/ -- this doesn't mean I think I can drink alcohol again. Far from it. It means I don't crave alcohol consumption. Not a glass, not a drop. I have no desire to consume it.) I am interested in constantly being challenged and having my mind opened to trying new things and new experiences (my mind is so open that my brains could fall out
. Is that the justification of a polydrug addict? Like I say, I've been humbled enough to not say "NEVER" but I'd say "it's possible, but unlikely." Is it the same?
One thing about my last addiction was that I was self aware of it constantly (even though I was in denial). I don't feel that way about any one substance, or about substances in general I'm not certain; it's hard to tease out thinking about it to be honest since how do you "imagine" polydrug, as opposed to monodrug, addiction? I'd say I'm more "addicted" to travelling, really hot and spicy food, ... I'm addicted to new experiences! Seriously; my tolerance for "experiences" is going up (or I'm getting old, or both
and I need to have more, better new experiences than ever before (especially compared to when I liked the cardboard box the toy came in where every instant was a brand new experience almost). Drugs are one way to get there quickly. Heck, they even make old experiences seem new (no, I'm not about to do a world tour again, high). So am I sober for days at a time? Sure, but what that does prove? Would I be doing the same travelling and adventuring regardless of whether I'd be doing drugs? Absolutely. Do I still enjoy the same things as I used? Yep! But everything's better with the drugs! (I just wrote that to see if anyone is still reading this.
I jest. As someone who has gone through addiction, I assure you that I am well and seriously aware of the deep dark place you can end up. Having said that, at least we know my sense of (attempted) humour? is intact!
One of my basic premises, especially knowing what addiction is, is that everything is a drug and everything is addictive. This sounds pithy but think about the biology of living organisms and particularly humans: we're designed to survive long enough to at least propagate our genes once, and I believe almost every core of our being is naturally selected for this purpose (there is some drift). Eating, metabolising, excreting, having sex, are all geared to provide pleasure
yes, even excreting
with the singular goal of ensuring our survival so that our genes are propagated (or perhaps it's the bacterial metagenome that resides within us and we're just "ugly bags of mostly water" for their benefit, as Gould hypothesised). "Pleasure" is the neurochemical means by which these drives (necessary to propagate either our genomes) are exercised and while dopamine is key to this process, it is a complex one involving, indeed, every fibre of our being. This "every core/fibre of our being" involvement is due to evolution and natural selection. Pleasure, or rewards, may also be obtained by avoiding things we don't like, including pain (two sides of the same coin). What about all the other stuff in between what we like and we don't like (and even some of that)? Well, you are in possession of the greatest computer ever identified to help you "decide" what's good based on context. It all one complex dance.
Unfortunately this process goes awry once in a while, and one of those is "addiction". Few seek out to become addicts and among those who have, fewer still would claim (1) that they were or are not under the thrall of an addiction AND (2) they knew/know what they were doing. I write below about own addiction to alcohol. I'd say I'm not addicted to alcohol because I don't/can't drink it. (I say "can't" in the sense of something I'm unable to do, not in any way implying I have a choice in that matter. That would be suicide and I can't kill myself. (See?))
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Background: For the longest time in my life (before age 30), the only substances I had used that could be called a drug (pharmaceutical or otherwise) were ibuprofen (lots of times), MDMA (a few times), and LSD (once). I didn't use the latter two more than once a year or two. So I didn't drink (maybe 3 drops in like 30 years
, smoke, or do anything else. A few years later I started drinking and within months I knew I was addicted. I was probably addicted both physically and mentally from very early on (though initially the physical WD is barely imperceptible) and didn't quite realise it and didn't really understand that I should've walked away from alcohol. (I had no problems stopping and starting then, it seemed a lot easier initially.) Within a matter of 2-3 years, I went from drinking one drink a week to several to daily to 24/7 to a point where I was drinking a liter of the 150 proof rum per day before I decided that I had enough enough and checked into detox and treatment and one year of daily AA (I was told in treatment during the first five minutes that what I needed was "90 in 90"). The rest as they say is history. Three years sober now. I'm extremely successful in every way you can imagine and extremely fortunate and I almost came to losing it all (or throwing it all away, which would I imply I had a choice, which I know I didn't, not after my addiction had even taken a moderate hold). Whew. Gives me the cold sweats when I think about it. I think this was a good, even great, experience for me since I felt there was nothing that could touch me until this happened. Alcohol brought me to my knees. It humbled me, and that was a good thing.
My first experiences with opiates actually started before that. I had an injury and was on oxycodone (the 5mg little white pills; 12 of them a day) for about 6 months. I enjoyed it immensely though it also always did provide pain relief. I had a good doctor and he tapered me off and then gently landed me on tramadol (which I enjoyed as much, if not more so, than the oxycodone, the very first few times I took it---never again have I experienced that!) and after a couple of months of tramadol, I just stopped and nothing, no WDs, no craving, nothing. It was actually a year after that that I started drinking.
More recently, ~1.5 years after I kicked alcohol, I was prescribed fentanyl patches (for pain due to another, more serious, spinal injury) for over a year and then I tapered off of it entirely over a period of 3-4 months (going from 50mcg/hr to 37.5 to 25 to 12.5 to 6.25 to zero). Gabapentin was a lifesaver here and again I barely felt any WD (I had a few months earlier gotten tired of my patches and tried to cold turkey and it felt like I was dying---my first experience with opiate WD). I still am prescribed oxymorphone (1-2 5mg pills/day) which I've been taking only once a month. I use it IN with a dropper and I finish a month's supply in 3-4 days. Then I stay opiate free for ~1 month. I always wonder what I'll do the next month. Slowly but inexorably I've indeed been reducing my dose (even if it is only by 2.5mg/month). I definitely will admit not wanting to give up my opiates prescription since who knows when it'll be since I'll get some more? I've avoided the temptation of seeking any opiates outside of a proper prescription from my regular pain doctor; I doubt I will at this point but I feel obtaining opiates illicitly would cross a red line for me so wish me luck that I never go there. I say this not because I'm thinking of doing so but to illustrate that I don't take anything for granted. I'm really happy to have kicked my opiate dependency.
Perhaps it was during the depths of fentanyl PAWS (see Background below) that I posted that original message about changing drugs every day to avoid dependence/addition (you can search for the identical thread title without the " 2" or my username; I recommend it since it's highly informative thanks to contributors). I had stopped using fentanyl and I was in some pain, so I had been abusing THC cookies. MM is legal in my state and they are sold at "pharmacies" here. I was eating 2-4 per day. Seriously. First thing I'd do after waking up is eat 2-4 sugary cookies. :/ Not because I needed that much for pain. But because I loved the psychedelic experiences I was having. It was one of my first times on THC. I've never really gotten high from smoking and I just don't like smoking in general and I previously have gotten high a couple of times, from using a vaporisor and eating cookies (I know what you're thinking

Then something strange and "magical" happened. My tolerance had been going up significantly. 1 cookie was enough initially, but I now needed 4 to get about 25% of the "high" I had gotten earlier. I couldn't seem to easily stop. Yet for some reason, the notion of waking up in the morning and eating 4 cookies stopped appealing to me. I started to cut down! I cut down to 1/day to deal with the pain ("high" be damned) and then soon I was having 1/week which is where it is right now. I have 1-2 cookies every 1-2 weeks. I enjoy this a LOT more. Over time I've stopped for as long as a month, and I never miss it or feel a craving for it. And when I do take it after a long break, the vast majority of the psychedelic effects are back (though they only last for 1-2 days). So THC to me seems to have this self correcting mechanism like what I felt about MDMA or LSD, which is that I can't seem to get addicted to these due to such a massive development of tolerance in such a short time (one use) that it's pointless to keep playing the tolerance game. (I NEVER felt this way about alcohol; my tolerance initially did increase but I just drank more. And I've been dependent on opiates to know what a physical dependency is like.)
Aside from that, I take gabapentin a few days a month (again, extremely massive tolerance where it's essentially a waste of the drug to keep taking it but I run through my prescription, or at least half each time, anyway). Gabapentin is a wonder drug and I've found it be to immediately be great at staving off opiate WDs entirely (even massive ones you could potentially get from using fentanyl and oxymorphone for a year). I've always used it at a high dose (minimum 3g, increase y 1g every day until 6-10g after which point it is pointless).
So oxymorphone = 3-4 consecutive days/month, not 24/7! Gabapentin = 3 times/day for <= 1 consecutive week/month (yeah, because I do feel it is a wonder drug

I feel neither addicted nor dependent on any particular substance (i.e., drug) currently but I have a addiction (in the past) to alcohol (my rule #1 about drugs: you can't have a current addiction to something you are NOT drinking/eating/smoking/ -- this doesn't mean I think I can drink alcohol again. Far from it. It means I don't crave alcohol consumption. Not a glass, not a drop. I have no desire to consume it.) I am interested in constantly being challenged and having my mind opened to trying new things and new experiences (my mind is so open that my brains could fall out


One thing about my last addiction was that I was self aware of it constantly (even though I was in denial). I don't feel that way about any one substance, or about substances in general I'm not certain; it's hard to tease out thinking about it to be honest since how do you "imagine" polydrug, as opposed to monodrug, addiction? I'd say I'm more "addicted" to travelling, really hot and spicy food, ... I'm addicted to new experiences! Seriously; my tolerance for "experiences" is going up (or I'm getting old, or both


I jest. As someone who has gone through addiction, I assure you that I am well and seriously aware of the deep dark place you can end up. Having said that, at least we know my sense of (attempted) humour? is intact!
One of my basic premises, especially knowing what addiction is, is that everything is a drug and everything is addictive. This sounds pithy but think about the biology of living organisms and particularly humans: we're designed to survive long enough to at least propagate our genes once, and I believe almost every core of our being is naturally selected for this purpose (there is some drift). Eating, metabolising, excreting, having sex, are all geared to provide pleasure


Unfortunately this process goes awry once in a while, and one of those is "addiction". Few seek out to become addicts and among those who have, fewer still would claim (1) that they were or are not under the thrall of an addiction AND (2) they knew/know what they were doing. I write below about own addiction to alcohol. I'd say I'm not addicted to alcohol because I don't/can't drink it. (I say "can't" in the sense of something I'm unable to do, not in any way implying I have a choice in that matter. That would be suicide and I can't kill myself. (See?))
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Background: For the longest time in my life (before age 30), the only substances I had used that could be called a drug (pharmaceutical or otherwise) were ibuprofen (lots of times), MDMA (a few times), and LSD (once). I didn't use the latter two more than once a year or two. So I didn't drink (maybe 3 drops in like 30 years

My first experiences with opiates actually started before that. I had an injury and was on oxycodone (the 5mg little white pills; 12 of them a day) for about 6 months. I enjoyed it immensely though it also always did provide pain relief. I had a good doctor and he tapered me off and then gently landed me on tramadol (which I enjoyed as much, if not more so, than the oxycodone, the very first few times I took it---never again have I experienced that!) and after a couple of months of tramadol, I just stopped and nothing, no WDs, no craving, nothing. It was actually a year after that that I started drinking.
More recently, ~1.5 years after I kicked alcohol, I was prescribed fentanyl patches (for pain due to another, more serious, spinal injury) for over a year and then I tapered off of it entirely over a period of 3-4 months (going from 50mcg/hr to 37.5 to 25 to 12.5 to 6.25 to zero). Gabapentin was a lifesaver here and again I barely felt any WD (I had a few months earlier gotten tired of my patches and tried to cold turkey and it felt like I was dying---my first experience with opiate WD). I still am prescribed oxymorphone (1-2 5mg pills/day) which I've been taking only once a month. I use it IN with a dropper and I finish a month's supply in 3-4 days. Then I stay opiate free for ~1 month. I always wonder what I'll do the next month. Slowly but inexorably I've indeed been reducing my dose (even if it is only by 2.5mg/month). I definitely will admit not wanting to give up my opiates prescription since who knows when it'll be since I'll get some more? I've avoided the temptation of seeking any opiates outside of a proper prescription from my regular pain doctor; I doubt I will at this point but I feel obtaining opiates illicitly would cross a red line for me so wish me luck that I never go there. I say this not because I'm thinking of doing so but to illustrate that I don't take anything for granted. I'm really happy to have kicked my opiate dependency.