xHippiexchildx
Bluelighter
So about 2 weeks ago.. I decided to take a whole suboxone, after I had been off of it for about 2 months. Big BIG mistake. I had about 3 left from what I hadn't taken.. I was just wanting the PAWS to stop. I'd had enough.
I took it.. not really knowing or caring about what was about to happen. I had forgotten my tolerance had probably went down remarkably, so I took a whole 8mg suboxone.
15 minutes later I feel the PAWS go away. 10 minutes later I start to feel a really good opiate high coming on. I thought to myself, "Hell fucking yes! I'm going to be feeling this way all day long. God bless." Wrong! Another 5 minutes go by and I start to feel.. like i'm on a dissociative? And it just get stronger and stronger until I can't even move nor feel my body anymore. Then the urge to puke comes on.. and it gets stronger and stronger until I can no longer hold it back. I quickly make my way to the porch and puke my brains out.. I sit in a chair on the porch next to the railing, because I know i'm in for one hell of a ride. I have no idea how many times I puked, but it got to the point where I would just dry heave. I tried to keep fluids in my body, but it would come right back up.
The next 2 days were horrible. After the suboxone completely wore off, my depersonalization and anxiety seemed to kick in at full force, and NONE of my medications I was taking for these problems seemed to do any good. As a matter of fact, they seemed to make it much much worse. And what's worse is that my history with drug addiction, I can't get any BENZOS! ZOMG!!!!!
Long story short, i'm forced to hunt down on the streets some sort of benzos that will snap me out of this state before I literally lose my mind and do something horrific. I get lucky. I didn't get much, but what i got snapped me out of the state I was going into. I have no more benzos as of now, so i can feel the withdrawals returning. Oh why OH WHY did I have to put myself in this situation? I can't even take an opiate anymore without it fucking with my head! So much for wanting to trip. Guess that'll never happen. Oh well, I'd rather be sane and clean then using and crazy as a fucking looney toon.
Your thoughts? I've officially made TDS my home. I'll be here a while it seems.. 8)
I took it.. not really knowing or caring about what was about to happen. I had forgotten my tolerance had probably went down remarkably, so I took a whole 8mg suboxone.
15 minutes later I feel the PAWS go away. 10 minutes later I start to feel a really good opiate high coming on. I thought to myself, "Hell fucking yes! I'm going to be feeling this way all day long. God bless." Wrong! Another 5 minutes go by and I start to feel.. like i'm on a dissociative? And it just get stronger and stronger until I can't even move nor feel my body anymore. Then the urge to puke comes on.. and it gets stronger and stronger until I can no longer hold it back. I quickly make my way to the porch and puke my brains out.. I sit in a chair on the porch next to the railing, because I know i'm in for one hell of a ride. I have no idea how many times I puked, but it got to the point where I would just dry heave. I tried to keep fluids in my body, but it would come right back up.
The next 2 days were horrible. After the suboxone completely wore off, my depersonalization and anxiety seemed to kick in at full force, and NONE of my medications I was taking for these problems seemed to do any good. As a matter of fact, they seemed to make it much much worse. And what's worse is that my history with drug addiction, I can't get any BENZOS! ZOMG!!!!!

Long story short, i'm forced to hunt down on the streets some sort of benzos that will snap me out of this state before I literally lose my mind and do something horrific. I get lucky. I didn't get much, but what i got snapped me out of the state I was going into. I have no more benzos as of now, so i can feel the withdrawals returning. Oh why OH WHY did I have to put myself in this situation? I can't even take an opiate anymore without it fucking with my head! So much for wanting to trip. Guess that'll never happen. Oh well, I'd rather be sane and clean then using and crazy as a fucking looney toon.
Your thoughts? I've officially made TDS my home. I'll be here a while it seems.. 8)
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