OneEyedRonnie
Bluelighter
It is June 15, 2016 and I am having a really hard fucking time. I have developed a chemical dependency on a compound called Phenibut, which is similar in chemical structure to a naturally-occurring neurotransmitter in the brain, GABA. At first it seemed like a godsend. My anxiety melted away and I was filled to the brim with confidence, energy and focus.Then I had to start taking more and more to get the same effect.Eventually, I had to start taking it to avoid getting sick.
I also have legitimate things going on in my life that are upsetting me. The girl I have been dating for about a year, A . . . what can I say? I am very much in love with her and I very much doubt that this feeling is reciprocated. I sometimes feel like she just doesn't much care for me anymore. Maybe because I have been on Phenibut for so long! Who knows at this point?
Also, my mom is sick again. Her blood pressure is extremely low. She is bruising for no reason and has no energy. She also has late-stage emphysema.
Oh, and I just found out my cat died.
I am attempting a taper off the phenibut but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough at this point to do it on my own. I have done all kinds of research on the topic, and people recommend Gabapentin, Baclofen and/or some sort of long-lasting benzo. I am afraid to admit my problem to my doctor;afraid to be seen as a pill-head or a drug-seeker.
I cannot, for the life of me, discern how much of my depression is due to the circumstances in my life and how much is due to my reduction in dosage. This bothers me. Nothing interests me. I have obsessive thinking. I have dark thoughts and stormy moods. The world is dull at best, and dark, mean and ugly at worst. I have to go through this and continue to support myself. I need to work. I need to function in society. I don't know how I'm going to do this. Can I do this? I don't know.
I just don't fucking know anymore.
/melodramaticrant
I also have legitimate things going on in my life that are upsetting me. The girl I have been dating for about a year, A . . . what can I say? I am very much in love with her and I very much doubt that this feeling is reciprocated. I sometimes feel like she just doesn't much care for me anymore. Maybe because I have been on Phenibut for so long! Who knows at this point?
Also, my mom is sick again. Her blood pressure is extremely low. She is bruising for no reason and has no energy. She also has late-stage emphysema.
Oh, and I just found out my cat died.
I am attempting a taper off the phenibut but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough at this point to do it on my own. I have done all kinds of research on the topic, and people recommend Gabapentin, Baclofen and/or some sort of long-lasting benzo. I am afraid to admit my problem to my doctor;afraid to be seen as a pill-head or a drug-seeker.
I cannot, for the life of me, discern how much of my depression is due to the circumstances in my life and how much is due to my reduction in dosage. This bothers me. Nothing interests me. I have obsessive thinking. I have dark thoughts and stormy moods. The world is dull at best, and dark, mean and ugly at worst. I have to go through this and continue to support myself. I need to work. I need to function in society. I don't know how I'm going to do this. Can I do this? I don't know.
I just don't fucking know anymore.
/melodramaticrant
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