Bingeing till your psychotic

[Neptune]

Ive just recently started using methamphetamine on a semi-regular basis and have experienced only 3 days of wakefulness before I accidently fell asleep. By this time I felt quite stupid and drained, anything I had to concentrate on became next to impossible and I was hallucinating from sleep deprivation which I find very entertaining.
Im quite interested in the effects of sleep deprivation and would love to hear anyones stories of long periods without sleep, in detail. Any input is much appreciated.

 

[day_for_night]

edited out all the replies.
no personal attacks. please only answer the question he posted.

 

[Flexistentialist]

The interesting hallucinations from meth induced sleep deprivation can easliy turn into a full blown psychosis.
I've been there before, and it ain't pretty.
The longer you stay awake on meth, the higher the risk of toxic psychosis.
For an example of this, a friend of mine went to his local needle exchange (after about 4-5 days on meth), and was noticed talking to a tree outside. When approached, he pulled a knife and cut his own throat.
He survived, but really, don't make light of meth psychosis.
[ 20 February 2003: Message edited by: Flexistentialist ]

 

[gnrm23]

mmmm, formication (hallucinating insects crawling under your skin...)
CIA mind control rays & aluminum foil hats...
2 spare clips for the uzi...
~
sleep, blessed sleep...

 

[UE8in69]

gnrm23 says"

mmmm, formication (hallucinating insects crawling under your skin...)
I get this really bad on the third night awake. The sad part is I dont allow myself to scratch unless I actually see something. Often results in hours of me staring at my limbs. But at least I stopped rubbing myself raw.
Lately I'd rather have Melatonin bring me nightmares and take away the bugs.
Sometimes sleep feels better than the drug.--sometimes

 

[Technical User]

wow! its been awhile since I have binged on meth and for good reasons! but some basic ones I would get after just a few short days would be shadows over my shoulders. like someone is walking up behind me. even if I know there is noone in the house. I would turn around to see. this gets quite fucking annoying. also another one would be the ringing in my ears. from years of going to clubs and playing on loud sound systems while Djing I have developed a small case of tinitus(I believe this is what it is called). but after binging for a few days this ringing gets loud and if I were to go to a quiet place, say; the bathroom! I will hear loud stabs and shit being produced from this ringing and it would cause me to literally go insane. I did find that wearing headphones all the time all day long; although probably not good for the problem, would give me some sanity
I am anxious to here others

 

[Neptune]

bump
get it, hehe

 

[two wobinas over the cuckoos nest]

oh god don't get me started..........my whole sense of reality has been permanently alterred. its hard to know what is real and what's not. i hear voices now even when i'm not on shit and when i've slept. mostly in places where there is background noise like a bathroom fan or something.
and i'm constantly afraid to go anywhere because everyone is talking about me. even bluelight gets me paranoid as hell sometimes when i'm on a binge. everyone is all part of the big scheme or plot or whatever the fuck it is.
for the longest time i had sheets covering my already blinds-down window because i thought these kids were constantly outside it making fun of me and watching me and calling me a crackhead.
the worst time must have been when i was on a road trip (alone) coming from a christmas visit in phoenix, az back to the bay area. i somehow got started on the notion that the cops were chasing me because my dad had sent them on me. i kept pulling off at every exit to loose them, but i would aalways hear the sirens and see the lights far in the distance. so eventually i pulled off at this one exit somewhere near some "correctional facility". i was SO scared i thought my life was over.......i drove around the area till i found this place where the street just kindof ended into a dark mud/dirt field.
i pulled into the field and shut off my lights so they wouldn't see me. it was all dark and i couldn't tell what was in the field probably some person's crops or something lol. but there was this searchtower thing (with the revolving light and all) that kept spinning around.....i started to hear voices of people i knew that were outside my car or behind it or something trying to calm me down and get me to 'come out peacefully' or whatever.
i started hearing search dogs too, and chains that the police were holding them back with. so i must have sat there for like 15 minutes till i got up the courage to just back out and get the fuck on the freeway again. it got pretty bad though and i ended up calling my dad to ask him if he had sent the police on me lmao. (luckily he knows about my drug use and although he doesn't support it, he helps me out when i need it :D )
it also sucked because not too long after that, my car brokedown in some nowheretown and i had to get a hotel. i thought the WHOLE TOWN was in on some plot. i would hear people talking outside my hotel door then i would open it as fast as possible but nobody would be there. then right after i closed it they would be there again. i would hear hotel staff making fun of me outside the window (not really.....at least i hope not)........ughh horrible. i even started talking to the voices because i started hearing my mom. (who lives in arizona) but yeah..........
i think it gets harder everytime because even though i've had the halucinations a million times....THIS time seems SO REAL!! it's always so real when it's happening.........then u look back and are like "what the fuck was i thinking..."
anyway......i'll shut up now....im starting to babble
[ 25 February 2003: Message edited by: two wobinas over the cuckoos nest ]

 

[PhreeX]

Jesus the stories I could tell you.... I probably fired morerounds of ammo thhen a recruit at Paris Island into trees and bushes at "ninjas" and "DEA Agents" that where hiding there .... I used to LIVE in the world of methemphatmaine psychosos... if you want the story about how I thought I hit a girl roller blading thne went after her tokill her,search, it's out there either here or in the archive....
//p

 

[Neptune]

Originally posted by PhreeX:
if you want the story about how I thought I hit a girl roller blading thne went after her tokill her,search, it's out there either here or in the archive....
//p
Ha, I already read it, it was great.

 

[Banquo]

meth psychosis stories...
LINK

 

[ikarus]

Originally posted by two wobinas over the cuckoos nest:
even bluelight gets me paranoid as hell sometimes when i'm on a binge. everyone is all part of the big scheme or plot or whatever the fuck it is.
Why would you be paranoid about a Bluelight plot?
Why, no such thing has ever been thought of!
WHO TOLD YOU???
Move along... nothing to see here...