How to start well, im no drug addict. Im not withdrawing off of any former drug addiction. I don't have cancer, or rheumatoid arthritis, or kids, or bills. What I do have is a real issue. A debilitating issue, as its become. I have lost the desire to talk, to be among people, anyone, my family even, whom I love but have the hardest time showing them that. To get specific I've been taking Prozac and Seroqel as a sleep aid daily for about 3 weeks now because 3 weeks ago I took a life threatening amount of vikadin that put me into a state hospital and had me under continuous watch by doctors and psych professionals. Since then I've moved back into the household of my youth, where I was extremely happy and healthy, hoping to re-discover that health. But this is all not what I want anyone who's reading to know, I need to know what is wrong with me, because something gravely is.
Aside from the anxiety, depression, dissociation I would say, I go and do the things as if nothing is wrong. Just earlier this evening I went to an mma gym in pursuit of muy thai training and just an overall workout and release of tension and stress. I worked HARD. I mean from when I arrived to when it was time to leave. So hard that I missed out on the other people there. I hardly know how to describe what im experiencing but it is "off" "disconnected" "withdrawn" "going through the motions of life without feeling present" "in a dream wanting to wake up" "lacking awareness" "lacking consciousness".
I feel like a dead man walking around. My brother plays xbox in the mornings and I just sit behind him and stare. I spent practically 2 yrs in isolation up until now so i'm thinking its just my mind readjusting, but I feel mentally damaged by it. The medication hasn't helped at all, the physical exercise has hardly given me any relief. I wake up in the mornings and pretend to be asleep while my mom makes her coffee and my brother get ready for school. I don't know what happened. If it was a reaction to a drug experience, I've taken lsd and rly felt dissociated from it, like not being able to come back to reality, remaining in the state of mind of the trip. A couple yrs ago I took an amount of Tylenol pm that rly should have killed me for the fuck of it and absolutely tripped balls. The night was a complete black out, the next morning I had to piss every 2 minutes to get all of the shit out of my liver. So I worry I did some kind of damage there.
I know this is "all over the place" im sorry. Im just looking for someone's perspective other than my own about my life. I can go on and on about symptoms of broken eye contact, a broken tone of voice, rumination, dwelling in negativity, agoraphobia and on it goes. I feel cursed by god, I mock god sometimes for all of this. How am I to believe in god with all of this going on. I am angry with god, I say things like "I hate You" and "You're a fucking asshole" completely enraged from all of the stress and inability to be at peace. I have relationship problems to put it oh so lightly. Can't hold a single one. Maybe I have a brain tumor and should get a cat scan. I don't even know why im still saying anything here. Fuck it
Aside from the anxiety, depression, dissociation I would say, I go and do the things as if nothing is wrong. Just earlier this evening I went to an mma gym in pursuit of muy thai training and just an overall workout and release of tension and stress. I worked HARD. I mean from when I arrived to when it was time to leave. So hard that I missed out on the other people there. I hardly know how to describe what im experiencing but it is "off" "disconnected" "withdrawn" "going through the motions of life without feeling present" "in a dream wanting to wake up" "lacking awareness" "lacking consciousness".
I feel like a dead man walking around. My brother plays xbox in the mornings and I just sit behind him and stare. I spent practically 2 yrs in isolation up until now so i'm thinking its just my mind readjusting, but I feel mentally damaged by it. The medication hasn't helped at all, the physical exercise has hardly given me any relief. I wake up in the mornings and pretend to be asleep while my mom makes her coffee and my brother get ready for school. I don't know what happened. If it was a reaction to a drug experience, I've taken lsd and rly felt dissociated from it, like not being able to come back to reality, remaining in the state of mind of the trip. A couple yrs ago I took an amount of Tylenol pm that rly should have killed me for the fuck of it and absolutely tripped balls. The night was a complete black out, the next morning I had to piss every 2 minutes to get all of the shit out of my liver. So I worry I did some kind of damage there.
I know this is "all over the place" im sorry. Im just looking for someone's perspective other than my own about my life. I can go on and on about symptoms of broken eye contact, a broken tone of voice, rumination, dwelling in negativity, agoraphobia and on it goes. I feel cursed by god, I mock god sometimes for all of this. How am I to believe in god with all of this going on. I am angry with god, I say things like "I hate You" and "You're a fucking asshole" completely enraged from all of the stress and inability to be at peace. I have relationship problems to put it oh so lightly. Can't hold a single one. Maybe I have a brain tumor and should get a cat scan. I don't even know why im still saying anything here. Fuck it
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