bluedolphin
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Hey, what's up Bluelight peoples. It's been a while.
Took a little time (a few years?) off from visiting Bluelight. I used to come here with much enthusiasm and interest in various psychedelics, and their philosophical / spiritual / practical benefits.
What's different now is that I'm recovering from a half-year Ketamine addiction. And I was plenty experienced with the stuff before I consider the half-year of total nonsense and devastation I put myself through. Having been addicted to 20mg Xanax per day, amphetamines, and opiates at other times... as well as extended and unnecessary binges with just about every abuseable drug there is (I even went through 2 grams of 4-MAR in the span of a couple weeks)... well I guess I might as well admit I have an addictive personality.
Anyway, I've always been able to at least quit my temporary addictions before or just at the point where they would start to become a problem in my life.
So here's the thing with Ketamine addiction compared to others -- it's the most psychologically addictive drug I ever used. But if that's the case, how could I have used it recreationally and spiritually for several years and done so responsibly?
Well, I guess at some point, I probably was sitting around, felt like doing some drugs, and didn't have anything around but a bunch of Ketamine. Of course it didn't happen exactly like this.
The Ketamine trips became different after a few weeks of doing the stuff pretty much every day, several or more times. You guessed it, my tolerance shot up. No more "K-hole"... but something crazy happened. I went crazy.
I began to believe that my Ketamine trips were now allowing me to experience all kinds of quantum abilities. Psychic stuff, Pineal gland magnetic field powers, Christ complex type stuff, to start. What's really bizarre is that during this period, which lasted about a month or so, I was the FUCKING MAN. Okay, it made me manic and delusional. But seriously, life was going well. My girl and I (now separated..) were going to get married. My mood was generally *awesome* and I was really making great plans for my future.
Then I lost my job. I don't think it was exactly related to the Ketamine use, remarkably. Although perhaps I wouldn't have let the job go without a fight if I wasn't convinced at the time I would hit the ground running.
That didn't happen at all. I had way more time now to use a disgusting amount of Ketamine. So here's where it started to get bad. I continued to use consistently for a period of 5 months after the job loss.
- Depression. The manic period was through. I came crashing down *HARD* and have still not recovered.
- Schizophrenia. My theological interests had turned to aliens, illuminati, Nibiru, 2012... it got to a point where I saw UFOs in the sky. I felt cell phone towers frying my brain. I believed and felt nanobots attacking me. I believed I was of special interest to the government because of my psychic abilities at the time. I believed the end of the world was upon us and I was chosen to fight the New World Order.
- Religion. Now here's an interesting one. I started to have dreams where I'd have to fight off Beezelbub. And other demonic thoughts. It became way-not-fucking-cool. I quit using Ketamine for a few weeks but I remained schizo-affective, to the point of packing my things and fleeing my home twice, and later realizing I had done that in haste and fear. However I must say, I was not the only person to see a digital scale that I was holding light up RED (which it never does), and then flash "11.11 , 66.6" back and forth. Honestly, I still have no clue what's up with that.
So I began to pray and get pretty religious. I received answers to my prayers. The skies even parted once for me. So like, I thought I had proof of all this. Maybe it is true, but because of what I've been through, I can't say for sure about anything really. I started using Ketamine again and had these trips where I would be risen up by YAHWEH himself and learn more and more about the nature of the universe and God's awesome love. I believe much of this to still be true. But I simply cannot trust the revelations enabled by Ketamine, too many have been false and detrimental.
- Love.
The worst part of Ketamine addiction is it's slow drain on your soul. Someone told me that they can see people's auras and people on Ketamine have holes in theirs. I will not go into length here but I stopped loving everything I love. I lost my girl, which is complicated, but I don't think would have happened without my abuse of Ketamine.
- Health.
I have NEVER read that Ketamine can fuck up your health as bad as it did mine. And I didn't even get urinary problems. What I did get was anemia, five seizures, very concerning muscle loss, hypertension, heart problems, intracranial pressure and unusual sensations.
- Judgement.
Let's just say totally impaired and I did both crazy and dangerous and reckless things that I can still not forgive myself. I mean, I did the stuff almost around the clock... shit.
----
So I finally stopped. Because I ran out. And at that point, if I would have tried to get any more, I'm sure nobody would speak to me again.
The come down was like waking up to find my life shattered into pieces. Which it was, and still is. I turned on my former beliefs, even the positive, life-affirming ones. I turned on my own feelings of love which had become so faint I believed they themselves had betrayed me.
Bottom line is I never felt compelled to use a drug so hard even to the point I knew one more line could give me a stroke or heart attack, except Ketamine. Not crack, not meth, not heroin... not even close.
Recovery is really just starting for me. I'm pretty much alone now, my girl is gone and my friends have written me off. I know I need to use this time to rebuild my spirit and faith in the power of love. I am trying to be good to my health. And make myself into the man she deserves.
Well, let's hear your story. Or anyone else who suspects their Ketamine use is becoming a problem, or sees similarities to my story, speak up!
Took a little time (a few years?) off from visiting Bluelight. I used to come here with much enthusiasm and interest in various psychedelics, and their philosophical / spiritual / practical benefits.
What's different now is that I'm recovering from a half-year Ketamine addiction. And I was plenty experienced with the stuff before I consider the half-year of total nonsense and devastation I put myself through. Having been addicted to 20mg Xanax per day, amphetamines, and opiates at other times... as well as extended and unnecessary binges with just about every abuseable drug there is (I even went through 2 grams of 4-MAR in the span of a couple weeks)... well I guess I might as well admit I have an addictive personality.
Anyway, I've always been able to at least quit my temporary addictions before or just at the point where they would start to become a problem in my life.
So here's the thing with Ketamine addiction compared to others -- it's the most psychologically addictive drug I ever used. But if that's the case, how could I have used it recreationally and spiritually for several years and done so responsibly?
Well, I guess at some point, I probably was sitting around, felt like doing some drugs, and didn't have anything around but a bunch of Ketamine. Of course it didn't happen exactly like this.
The Ketamine trips became different after a few weeks of doing the stuff pretty much every day, several or more times. You guessed it, my tolerance shot up. No more "K-hole"... but something crazy happened. I went crazy.
I began to believe that my Ketamine trips were now allowing me to experience all kinds of quantum abilities. Psychic stuff, Pineal gland magnetic field powers, Christ complex type stuff, to start. What's really bizarre is that during this period, which lasted about a month or so, I was the FUCKING MAN. Okay, it made me manic and delusional. But seriously, life was going well. My girl and I (now separated..) were going to get married. My mood was generally *awesome* and I was really making great plans for my future.
Then I lost my job. I don't think it was exactly related to the Ketamine use, remarkably. Although perhaps I wouldn't have let the job go without a fight if I wasn't convinced at the time I would hit the ground running.
That didn't happen at all. I had way more time now to use a disgusting amount of Ketamine. So here's where it started to get bad. I continued to use consistently for a period of 5 months after the job loss.
- Depression. The manic period was through. I came crashing down *HARD* and have still not recovered.
- Schizophrenia. My theological interests had turned to aliens, illuminati, Nibiru, 2012... it got to a point where I saw UFOs in the sky. I felt cell phone towers frying my brain. I believed and felt nanobots attacking me. I believed I was of special interest to the government because of my psychic abilities at the time. I believed the end of the world was upon us and I was chosen to fight the New World Order.
- Religion. Now here's an interesting one. I started to have dreams where I'd have to fight off Beezelbub. And other demonic thoughts. It became way-not-fucking-cool. I quit using Ketamine for a few weeks but I remained schizo-affective, to the point of packing my things and fleeing my home twice, and later realizing I had done that in haste and fear. However I must say, I was not the only person to see a digital scale that I was holding light up RED (which it never does), and then flash "11.11 , 66.6" back and forth. Honestly, I still have no clue what's up with that.
So I began to pray and get pretty religious. I received answers to my prayers. The skies even parted once for me. So like, I thought I had proof of all this. Maybe it is true, but because of what I've been through, I can't say for sure about anything really. I started using Ketamine again and had these trips where I would be risen up by YAHWEH himself and learn more and more about the nature of the universe and God's awesome love. I believe much of this to still be true. But I simply cannot trust the revelations enabled by Ketamine, too many have been false and detrimental.
- Love.
The worst part of Ketamine addiction is it's slow drain on your soul. Someone told me that they can see people's auras and people on Ketamine have holes in theirs. I will not go into length here but I stopped loving everything I love. I lost my girl, which is complicated, but I don't think would have happened without my abuse of Ketamine.
- Health.
I have NEVER read that Ketamine can fuck up your health as bad as it did mine. And I didn't even get urinary problems. What I did get was anemia, five seizures, very concerning muscle loss, hypertension, heart problems, intracranial pressure and unusual sensations.
- Judgement.
Let's just say totally impaired and I did both crazy and dangerous and reckless things that I can still not forgive myself. I mean, I did the stuff almost around the clock... shit.
----
So I finally stopped. Because I ran out. And at that point, if I would have tried to get any more, I'm sure nobody would speak to me again.
The come down was like waking up to find my life shattered into pieces. Which it was, and still is. I turned on my former beliefs, even the positive, life-affirming ones. I turned on my own feelings of love which had become so faint I believed they themselves had betrayed me.
Bottom line is I never felt compelled to use a drug so hard even to the point I knew one more line could give me a stroke or heart attack, except Ketamine. Not crack, not meth, not heroin... not even close.
Recovery is really just starting for me. I'm pretty much alone now, my girl is gone and my friends have written me off. I know I need to use this time to rebuild my spirit and faith in the power of love. I am trying to be good to my health. And make myself into the man she deserves.
Well, let's hear your story. Or anyone else who suspects their Ketamine use is becoming a problem, or sees similarities to my story, speak up!
