Hey guys, my first post, I just wanted to share my horror experience with etizolam before i did anything else (This is my first experience with a benzo type drug)
Well, I have HPPD and i was having a particularly bad time with anxiety (it comes on and off, but it was bad for a few days) so i purchased 30 x 1mg pills from my usual vendor.
Before heading off to college i thought i would try it out, so i chewed half a pill and placed it under my tongue for a few mins before swallowing it down with some water, within minutes my mood had lifted and i felt more care free and anxiety free, i thought wow, something to finally help me when i need it. i took the other half of the pill to college and i was in an empty computer room so i slipped it into my mouth using a bag of sweets as cover
I get home from my half day of nothingness at college and go straight up stairs to experiement further.
3pm : i take 2mg sublingually
5mins later i take 1mg sublingually
10 mins later im feeling it quite strong but stupidly decide to take another 1mg, and as soon as i place that pill under my tongue i black out.
Next thing i remember is waking up in bed the next morning, feeling fucked up, like a mix of a high and a hangover and i have no idea how i undressed myself and got into bed. I pull the covers from me and something catches my eye, i bring my arms up and i have one of those circle sticky pad thingys (i have no idea what theyre called
) stuck on each wrist and on either side of my chest with a hospital wristband on too. Naturally i freak out and go down stairs and ask my mum why the fuck are these things stuck on me...and she fills in the blanks.
6pm : my mum calls me for dinner. no reply. so my dad comes up to see what im doing, he comes back down and says that im asleep. mum is suspicious (she knows about my drug use) and takes a look, she sees me slumped on my bed, dribbling, sweating and mumbling gibberish to myself and im not responding to her, so she phones for an ambulance, they take me away and my parents and other family follow behind.
Then the ambulance stops in the middle of the main road (my parents both work in medical jobs so they assumed this to be that i had arrested and they were working on me, worst moment of her life, she said) but i hadnt, my random gibberish had started making sense, i told them what i had taken and how much and then, still obviously drugged up, i told them stuff about blackpool, even though ive never been there lol. once i got to the hospital that wired me up and kept me for abit then they decided not to keep me over night, and thats when i wake up.
I found no trace of the pills or the baggy in my room, so i either threw them somewhere or ate the lot, dont be stupid like i was.
Thinking about throwing a bear in the mix to see what else happens.