Ever Known That Someone Was Going Downhill to Their End?

[Joey]

Sometimes it's a shock when someone has a major crises or a death. Sometimes it's not at all. Have any stories about how you've dealt with this?

As for me. There's been two members here who have passed, which broke my heart but I wasn't exactly able, or more be just didn't do enough. I know those kinds of feelings can't really be validated truly, but I can't help but feel responsible in some sense.

Personally, or irl I've known quite a few people. Most recently I found out an acquaintance of mine named Chris overdosed in November..He was an extremely volatile person, and the thing which always struck me the most was the lack of any true acceptance like an "I love you" or a "good job" was in his life from anyone he was reaching out to the most. Family in particular. I was personally involved with them and I advocated on his behalf for this quite a few times. Still, I think that he died thinking maybe that he never got the acceptance he needed and deserves, both. It's sad.

 

[jasperkent]

Yeah, me.
Several times.
Somehow managed to catch myself before it was too late.

So far.

 

[Juniper Bruhmomentius]

Usually

 

[MassAveMayor]

Dude that’s a hard one… ive literally seen the degradation of an American family from white picket fence house with kids and no drugs in sight to the father starting to use with his kids (my buddy from school) to them sniffing dope together to the parents getting a divorce the house being foreclosed on and then they started shooting this damn chinese fentanyl and the father just overdosed in his kids arms like 2 months ago. I reached out to my buddy as soon as I heard- don’t talk to him a lot due to both of us struggling in our addictions and also living in different cities maybe an hour apart. He was mad at me for not being there for him more often and That really got to me. I feel bad but I didn’t know so I’m trying to be there when he needs me even just to chop it up over the phone for a awhile; I’ve seen so many people overdose and die man. I’ve personally narcaned many people and my own brother atleast 15 times. Luckily I’ve never needed Narcan. Thank god. Be safe man. Also maybe reach out to friends of urs that may be struggling because a quick “I love ya“ or whatever could really help. Stay safe OP.

 

[Juniper Bruhmomentius]

If you got the drugs to such an case then well.

Wheres my hotspot at?

 

[cdin]

got a friend rn that was one of my smartest, closest friends in hs.... started off w dope, had some OD episodes i think did some genuine lack of oxygen damage, started doing meth, moved back to Oklahoma, started doing more meth......

all our friends back home wont talk to him/see him. He refuses to admit he has a problem. He routinely has "bugs" all over him, various paranoia. Lately he is sending me pictures of ... what appears to be greasy/matted hair taken on his
low res obamaphone camera and swearing there are "faces, signs" in the downgraded digital noise, that sometimes it acts as a "scanning electron microscope" It's just beyond sad to deal with. Any attempt to be like "buddy... just stop doing meth"
is met with complete resistance. Why one of the smartest people I know would willfully pursue this as a way to go out is 100% beyond me. I just got myself out of some incredibly deep holes and i just... the depth of what he's going through is so
disconnected as is his ability to have insight into his condition. Fuck this numeth PP

 

[MassAveMayor]

got a friend rn that was one of my smartest, closest friends in hs.... started off w dope, had some OD episodes i think did some genuine lack of oxygen damage, started doing meth, moved back to Oklahoma, started doing more meth......

all our friends back home wont talk to him/see him. He refuses to admit he has a problem. He routinely has "bugs" all over him, various paranoia. Lately he is sending me pictures of ... what appears to be greasy/matted hair taken on his
low res obamaphone camera and swearing there are "faces, signs" in the downgraded digital noise, that sometimes it acts as a "scanning electron microscope" It's just beyond sad to deal with. Any attempt to be like "buddy... just stop doing meth"
is met with complete resistance. Why one of the smartest people I know would willfully pursue this as a way to go out is 100% beyond me. I just got myself out of some incredibly deep holes and i just... the depth of what he's going through is so
disconnected as is his ability to have insight into his condition. Fuck this numeth PP

Get him commited on a section 35 or section whatever it is in ur state it’s like the 3: day observation and if he truly is paraiod even after meth they will find him help

 

[cdin]

Get him commited on a section 35 or section whatever it is in ur state it’s like the 3: day observation and if he truly is paraiod even after meth they will find him help

im in another state, but regardless of that - authorities are involved, restraining orders w the families, mental health professionals whole bit. bottom line is he does not want to stop using the meth, and is convinced it is showing him something. He shows up to the mental health stuff - to lie and say enough to get out the door. honestly i don't really deal with him now because I know how intensely manipulative and slightly amoral he was -- BEFORE this situation. every now and again we exchange text threads where he shows me his magickal pictures and i let him know that it's definitely downgrading artifacts.

 

[d3athadone]

my cuzin. We grew up hard. Too hard. I lucked out tho and got the decent parents. His parents were completely selfish morons, mine only so much. My cuzin was selling crack at 13. Probably to his mom at times. We were constantly surrounded by criminals and low lives. But we were kids and it felt like we were invincible. Then we got older. He got this really trippy stomach problem called like cyclical vomitting where he could throw up literally hundreds of times a night. It first started when he was 15. When it happened, or he had an attack coming, I remember him begging me, Begging life. "not again, not again!" I started using opiates before him. He was pretty put together by the time he was 20 and I was just a crazy IV junkie. But the pain got to him and me... we went to the hospital so many times and got treated like shit. His yoyo attitude got him nowhere and people hated him cuz he was in so much pain and caused a downer vibe. All we needed was for them to IV him some fucking morphine to stop the attack and let his body rest and instead they let him throw up for 12 hours before giving the OK. So I think I just broke down cuz I was always at the hospital with him. I booted him up. Like his fucked up nurse. And ofcourse we know what happened. He liked the pills for more than just pain. He went down that road and shit got really scary for him. For both of us. Then his dad died. He was devistated even tho his dad was a piece of shit. Then his mom died like 3 years later. He got like 300k from when his dad died and he spent it on dope in a year. Then we was just fucked. Always sick, always hustling, in and out of attacks. I stopped talking to him cuz I was trying to get right. I would use but then pull myself up and he was just balls to wall. Told me plain as day he knew he would die young. & then...fuck its hard to even say. I was in a shelter cuz my housing fell through and I got a call from my buddy that its about my cuz and he thinks hes dead man.
Turns out...he slit his own fucking throat in some shitty ass fucking rooming house and bled out all over the fucking place. I think of the horror and pain one must feel to slit their own throat. I think about how hard its been for me. Constant cold turkey opiates over and over again. Such fucked up situations and I realize my cuz really had it so much worse. And thats fucking sad as hell. This universe can be a very cruel place. Now my best friend is fucking just such a chronic fucking fent relapser... I dunnno about him. Hes a lot brighter than my cuz was but my boy just will go from everything is okay to blackout fucking high on fent and benzos talking to voices and shit. Its just fucked. so very fucked.

 

[G_Chem]

my cuzin. We grew up hard. Too hard. I lucked out tho and got the decent parents. His parents were completely selfish morons, mine only so much. My cuzin was selling crack at 13. Probably to his mom at times. We were constantly surrounded by criminals and low lives. But we were kids and it felt like we were invincible. Then we got older. He got this really trippy stomach problem called like cyclical vomitting where he could throw up literally hundreds of times a night. It first started when he was 15. When it happened, or he had an attack coming, I remember him begging me, Begging life. "not again, not again!" I started using opiates before him. He was pretty put together by the time he was 20 and I was just a crazy IV junkie. But the pain got to him and me... we went to the hospital so many times and got treated like shit. His yoyo attitude got him nowhere and people hated him cuz he was in so much pain and caused a downer vibe. All we needed was for them to IV him some fucking morphine to stop the attack and let his body rest and instead they let him throw up for 12 hours before giving the OK. So I think I just broke down cuz I was always at the hospital with him. I booted him up. Like his fucked up nurse. And ofcourse we know what happened. He liked the pills for more than just pain. He went down that road and shit got really scary for him. For both of us. Then his dad died. He was devistated even tho his dad was a piece of shit. Then his mom died like 3 years later. He got like 300k from when his dad died and he spent it on dope in a year. Then we was just fucked. Always sick, always hustling, in and out of attacks. I stopped talking to him cuz I was trying to get right. I would use but then pull myself up and he was just balls to wall. Told me plain as day he knew he would die young. & then...fuck its hard to even say. I was in a shelter cuz my housing fell through and I got a call from my buddy that its about my cuz and he thinks hes dead man.
Turns out...he slit his own fucking throat in some shitty ass fucking rooming house and bled out all over the fucking place. I think of the horror and pain one must feel to slit their own throat. I think about how hard its been for me. Constant cold turkey opiates over and over again. Such fucked up situations and I realize my cuz really had it so much worse. And thats fucking sad as hell. This universe can be a very cruel place. Now my best friend is fucking just such a chronic fucking fent relapser... I dunnno about him. Hes a lot brighter than my cuz was but my boy just will go from everything is okay to blackout fucking high on fent and benzos talking to voices and shit. Its just fucked. so very fucked.

I have cyclic vomiting syndrome, it’s fucked. Part of the reason I got into opiates so hard too…

I’ve never gone to the hospital for it even though people have tried to get me to go, I knew they wouldn’t do shit for me. Plus I also knew I wouldn’t be able to smoke cannabis, which is at least temporary relief.

Do you think he took his life partially due to the CVS?

-GC

 

[d3athadone]

^ I do ya. I think he started having an attack and he didnt have any dope and was just losing it. He ate like shit man. I hope you are eating bettter than he was. He was eating popsicles and beef patties from the corner store for like his whole life.

Also fuck nobody could stop him from eating ice chips when he was sick. Which I well know from my own stomach issues keeps me throwing up. My stomach will get so sensitive that if I even put 1 drop of liquid in it Ill start throwing up.

 

[G_Chem]

^ I do ya. I think he started having an attack and he didnt have any dope and was just losing it. He ate like shit man. I hope you are eating bettter than he was. He was eating popsicles and beef patties from the corner store for like his whole life.

Also fuck nobody could stop him from eating ice chips when he was sick. Which I well know from my own stomach issues keeps me throwing up. My stomach will get so sensitive that if I even put 1 drop of liquid in it Ill start throwing up.

That’s how I beat it more or less. Diet is everything for a lot of conditions. Sugar was the driver behind my episodes, the more sugar I eat the worse they’d get. I haven’t had an episode in years now cuz I stick to a fairly strict diet, I used to get them almost monthly at the worse of it. I went from drinking soda more than water, to not having any sugar except a piece of fruit or a little honey at the end of the day.

I can understand the fear surrounding them though, I can actually feel when one is coming a couple days before they hit. It’s this feeling of impending doom, no escape.

-GC

 

[Arnold]

Yups the guy's listed in the shrine.