SoCalChromium
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hey guys. i assume were mostly guys here.
anyway a little about me. i had the privelege of growing up with my grandparents. so access to opiates and benzos were just too easy, but ill adress that later.
my brother first introduced me to the world of mind alterants at around age 14? i think 14 but could be younger. basically he let me smoke some of his weed. (looking back it was most likely his ash from cheap ass weed) it did not get me high the first time. which i hear is usual.
around this age (14) i had severe anxiety attacks and my first ever visit to the E.R. the doc gave me a script for 20 beautiful 0.25mg xannies.
i finally was able to function for a while.
but i began to experiement. i remember the first time i took my first 'recreational' dose of xanax i was 15ish. i was at a barbq at the park. i was feeling fine. but something told me just to fucking swallow the 3 pills i had in my pocket. so i took them out and just swallowed them. i remember that day as my most outgoing. i was happy, alert, free of inhibitions, worries, troubles. it was like god (or the universe or vishnu or whatever) came down and wrapped me in a blanket of calming cashmere.
this was probably the day i realised that drugs could be used recreationally. after that i got a regular perscription for 60 1mg ativan every month. and i began looking into medicine cabinets, and googling what i found with the word 'high' after
(come on we all did it)
"Alprozalom high
dextromethorphan high
(insert perscription name here) high
blah blah. i was 16
so come to realise my grandmother is a fucking pill junkie with amazingly irrisponsible docs. SHE HAD at any given time I SWEAR TO YOU over 200 pills of i think 2 or 4 mg dilaudid, 80-100 2mg ativans, flexiril, soma, ambien, klonopin, oxycodone, percocet, tramadol, trazadone, suboxon,
i was a Kid in a kandy store. literally my mouth would water at the thought.
my gramps kept them locked up in a safe, but i found the key one day and decided to take a sample platter. i fell in love.
at age 16 i shit you not i was taking anywhere from 2-4 mg of some benzo a DAY, and id eventually get the courage to mix it with dilaudid. and omfg was that euphoria. i lost a lot of weight but i was chubby so it looked like i was just dieting. however in hinesight i realise it was the drugs.
grampa never noticed as he diddnt count the pills and the 'pain management' doctors were perscribing my gramma these pills due to her multiple back surguries and ultimatly because the doctors were just irrisponsible.
anyway. that went on steady till i went to live with a friend in hollywood for 2 weeks. i was 18 years old at this point. i basically woke up with vodka, and klonopin for breakfast. it got pretty bad until i ended up at this dudes house one night.
THIS IS WHEN MY LIFE CHANGED
he said 'wanna smoke some weed?'
(remember that i only tried it once with my brother when i was 14)
so we went out to the balcony. i acted all cool, as if nothing could innebriate me in a way i havent felt before. my tolerance for klonopin was sky high and my opiate tolerance was through the roof at this time too. 8) so here i am, with the pipe, about to try weed for the second time.
i inhale.... exhale. inhale.... exhale...
man.... was that the strongest high. i was tripping out, laughing like an idiot, and basically ended up sleeping like an angel.
i realised weed is just amazing. the next day i got my Medical Marijuanna Card. and to make an already long story short, i continued to smoke and enjoy weed to this day (im 20 now) and it helped me totally withdraw from my benzos and opiates to the point that i diddnt need three or four pills to make me allright.
so now im happy, healthy. and still enjoying my vicodin, weed and benzos.
of course i still enjoy other things but ive learned moderation. but man do i have some hilarious and crazy benzo blackout stories, and a bunch of crazy drug fueled nights.
ill share that later. i just wanted to say hey, and tell you a little about me.
anyway a little about me. i had the privelege of growing up with my grandparents. so access to opiates and benzos were just too easy, but ill adress that later.
my brother first introduced me to the world of mind alterants at around age 14? i think 14 but could be younger. basically he let me smoke some of his weed. (looking back it was most likely his ash from cheap ass weed) it did not get me high the first time. which i hear is usual.
around this age (14) i had severe anxiety attacks and my first ever visit to the E.R. the doc gave me a script for 20 beautiful 0.25mg xannies.
i finally was able to function for a while.
but i began to experiement. i remember the first time i took my first 'recreational' dose of xanax i was 15ish. i was at a barbq at the park. i was feeling fine. but something told me just to fucking swallow the 3 pills i had in my pocket. so i took them out and just swallowed them. i remember that day as my most outgoing. i was happy, alert, free of inhibitions, worries, troubles. it was like god (or the universe or vishnu or whatever) came down and wrapped me in a blanket of calming cashmere.
this was probably the day i realised that drugs could be used recreationally. after that i got a regular perscription for 60 1mg ativan every month. and i began looking into medicine cabinets, and googling what i found with the word 'high' after
(come on we all did it)
"Alprozalom high
dextromethorphan high
(insert perscription name here) high
blah blah. i was 16
so come to realise my grandmother is a fucking pill junkie with amazingly irrisponsible docs. SHE HAD at any given time I SWEAR TO YOU over 200 pills of i think 2 or 4 mg dilaudid, 80-100 2mg ativans, flexiril, soma, ambien, klonopin, oxycodone, percocet, tramadol, trazadone, suboxon,
i was a Kid in a kandy store. literally my mouth would water at the thought.
my gramps kept them locked up in a safe, but i found the key one day and decided to take a sample platter. i fell in love.
at age 16 i shit you not i was taking anywhere from 2-4 mg of some benzo a DAY, and id eventually get the courage to mix it with dilaudid. and omfg was that euphoria. i lost a lot of weight but i was chubby so it looked like i was just dieting. however in hinesight i realise it was the drugs.
grampa never noticed as he diddnt count the pills and the 'pain management' doctors were perscribing my gramma these pills due to her multiple back surguries and ultimatly because the doctors were just irrisponsible.
anyway. that went on steady till i went to live with a friend in hollywood for 2 weeks. i was 18 years old at this point. i basically woke up with vodka, and klonopin for breakfast. it got pretty bad until i ended up at this dudes house one night.
THIS IS WHEN MY LIFE CHANGED
he said 'wanna smoke some weed?'
(remember that i only tried it once with my brother when i was 14)
so we went out to the balcony. i acted all cool, as if nothing could innebriate me in a way i havent felt before. my tolerance for klonopin was sky high and my opiate tolerance was through the roof at this time too. 8) so here i am, with the pipe, about to try weed for the second time.
i inhale.... exhale. inhale.... exhale...
man.... was that the strongest high. i was tripping out, laughing like an idiot, and basically ended up sleeping like an angel.
i realised weed is just amazing. the next day i got my Medical Marijuanna Card. and to make an already long story short, i continued to smoke and enjoy weed to this day (im 20 now) and it helped me totally withdraw from my benzos and opiates to the point that i diddnt need three or four pills to make me allright.
so now im happy, healthy. and still enjoying my vicodin, weed and benzos.
of course i still enjoy other things but ive learned moderation. but man do i have some hilarious and crazy benzo blackout stories, and a bunch of crazy drug fueled nights.
ill share that later. i just wanted to say hey, and tell you a little about me.
