I'm nodding a bit and I can't be fucked correcting all my typing mistakes so just bare with it.
I know I used to be addicted to codeine and that and I had physical withdrawals coming off it but this isn't like that. It's a mental thing.
I have a bit of a prologue to explain.
Just over a eyar ago something bad happened in school right, I was only 14 and it really wasn't acceptable but I just have to live with it. It involved ag ril and it turned almost everyone against me. I ended up in hospital for anorexia and wasn't in school for about 6 months. When I got back the lads had pretty much forgot but most of the girls in the popular crowd thought I was a rat. It's just about getting where everyone's forgotten what happened just over a year after. That's obviously a good thing but it just means that over the past 3 weeks I've been getting skettier and skettier.
About a month ago I would just take speed maybe once a week and barely did pills or mandy. With the speed I've been more social and more talkative etc so coming in school or going out like that I talked a lot more which is unlike me since I've alway been shy. I'm not shy at all anymore and I'm not sure if that's just the amphetamine but now because I'm not shy I've been going out more and all the people who didn't like me before are sound with me now, with the exception of one girl who's a little rat anyway.
Anyway, last week was half term over here (it's different to the across) so we had a week off school. My mum was away so I used her place as a gaff house for 4 days until the neighbour called the feds. I took MDMA in some form 4 times that week on top of getting on it on a weekly basis for about a month prior. The days I wasn't taking pills I sniffed concerta. The feds were called by the neighbour and they found coke on the side which I'm actually very offended about because it wasn't mine and I had no idea it was there and whoever brought it should have gave me some. Anyway in that respect I'm fucked because they're going to test it and then get back to me about what it was. It's been a week so idk what they're messing about for but I have a very elaborate story about how the neighbour planted it there because he was actually in the house without my permission and two of my mates saw him and he robbed a kitchen knife and planted it in his garden to say we were threatening him and he accidentally admitted it to mey mum so it's sound anyway the next day I went to a mates gaff instead and took two pills and felt fuck all and it made me really angry and I almost made a scene when someone was using the toileet bc I wanted to sniff a pill and almost done something that probably would have made everyone think I was a mong again. Anyway then on Saturtday I got on some mandy with two friends so not a gaff or anything but that was the fourth time doing MDMA that week and it fucked up my head because I was sober since sunday afternoon and actually considered suicide because I just cannot go more than two days sober anymore. I'm having a mental breakdown as soon as the night gets here and I'm not fucked. I did codeine again just to keep me sane which isn't good because it's getting close to relapse teritory (did it sunday afternoon with vallium and promethazine) and I don't need cravings for that shit on top of not being able to function without pills or speed. I'm getting some more dexedrine tomorrow but that just prolongs the inevitable bc I've only got the money for a gram and a half of mandy and after that I've got nothing. I need help and if I go to an addiction clinic it turns out they actually share notes with CAHMS which I had to find out the hard way by giong about coediene addictnion and being told at my next appointment with my psychiatirsi t that he knew everything bc they share a compiuter system with the people at the addction clininc. SO pleas eh help me I really don't know what to do. I haven't been in school at all this week bc I just can't get out of bed without taking pills or speed or something.
Thanks forr listening at least anyway x
I know I used to be addicted to codeine and that and I had physical withdrawals coming off it but this isn't like that. It's a mental thing.
I have a bit of a prologue to explain.
Just over a eyar ago something bad happened in school right, I was only 14 and it really wasn't acceptable but I just have to live with it. It involved ag ril and it turned almost everyone against me. I ended up in hospital for anorexia and wasn't in school for about 6 months. When I got back the lads had pretty much forgot but most of the girls in the popular crowd thought I was a rat. It's just about getting where everyone's forgotten what happened just over a year after. That's obviously a good thing but it just means that over the past 3 weeks I've been getting skettier and skettier.
About a month ago I would just take speed maybe once a week and barely did pills or mandy. With the speed I've been more social and more talkative etc so coming in school or going out like that I talked a lot more which is unlike me since I've alway been shy. I'm not shy at all anymore and I'm not sure if that's just the amphetamine but now because I'm not shy I've been going out more and all the people who didn't like me before are sound with me now, with the exception of one girl who's a little rat anyway.
Anyway, last week was half term over here (it's different to the across) so we had a week off school. My mum was away so I used her place as a gaff house for 4 days until the neighbour called the feds. I took MDMA in some form 4 times that week on top of getting on it on a weekly basis for about a month prior. The days I wasn't taking pills I sniffed concerta. The feds were called by the neighbour and they found coke on the side which I'm actually very offended about because it wasn't mine and I had no idea it was there and whoever brought it should have gave me some. Anyway in that respect I'm fucked because they're going to test it and then get back to me about what it was. It's been a week so idk what they're messing about for but I have a very elaborate story about how the neighbour planted it there because he was actually in the house without my permission and two of my mates saw him and he robbed a kitchen knife and planted it in his garden to say we were threatening him and he accidentally admitted it to mey mum so it's sound anyway the next day I went to a mates gaff instead and took two pills and felt fuck all and it made me really angry and I almost made a scene when someone was using the toileet bc I wanted to sniff a pill and almost done something that probably would have made everyone think I was a mong again. Anyway then on Saturtday I got on some mandy with two friends so not a gaff or anything but that was the fourth time doing MDMA that week and it fucked up my head because I was sober since sunday afternoon and actually considered suicide because I just cannot go more than two days sober anymore. I'm having a mental breakdown as soon as the night gets here and I'm not fucked. I did codeine again just to keep me sane which isn't good because it's getting close to relapse teritory (did it sunday afternoon with vallium and promethazine) and I don't need cravings for that shit on top of not being able to function without pills or speed. I'm getting some more dexedrine tomorrow but that just prolongs the inevitable bc I've only got the money for a gram and a half of mandy and after that I've got nothing. I need help and if I go to an addiction clinic it turns out they actually share notes with CAHMS which I had to find out the hard way by giong about coediene addictnion and being told at my next appointment with my psychiatirsi t that he knew everything bc they share a compiuter system with the people at the addction clininc. SO pleas eh help me I really don't know what to do. I haven't been in school at all this week bc I just can't get out of bed without taking pills or speed or something.
Thanks forr listening at least anyway x