So i'll try to keep this short..
For the past 3 months now, everyday and all day Ive been abusing xanax bars. I would probabably say I would eat roughly between 6-10 mg per day, depending on what was planned.
I finally decided to stop the bars last week and I was off them clean for 6 days untill I had this dream the other night. I woke up beleiving everything in these dreams where so real to me, that they were, even though alot of things in these stories where over the top and dodgy as to read to begin with, this is what a typcal suffer goes through after a few studys I read.
I went 6 whole days with no bars, finally getting over the insominia with poor sleeping patterns. For some reason( maybe due to being the weekend) I decide to go to a mates place late at night to start on dosing. Shortcut... I ended up getting followed home by this guy I was hanging with at this party( he carrys knifes and rolls people in general, scummy bloke). He ended up breaking into my lower house and starting a fire, or so I thought. I ended up calling fire fighters along with the cops once I noticed my laundry was half lite up on fire(which wasnt the case at all). Worth throwing in, that during this time he stabbed my brother and step father and killed them, but then brought them back to life which at the time seemed normal to me. why wouldnt it be? I had just seen these things with my own eyes, and they were real.
I cant explain what I even did over 2 whole nights because I thought I was out getting wasted off Heroin, cannabis and cocaine, along with those bars.
Sunday morning hits and ive sobered up completely now. I get on facebook and have 20+ msges from this guy who rolled me friday saying hes gonna come up to my place today at 1 pm and start the same shit(once i read this i was holding a 5ft metal axe with me close, sussing out all the windows and locks on my doors). I ended up speaking to my mate about this hip hop band we saw(never happend) and hes like what you talking about man? This is when things clicked for me, that maybe this WHOLE weekend I had just remember, never actually happend.. And it appears this way, after I asked mum about the original fire and she said there was none, there was also no cop statement which I remember giving..
So I read into Lucid dreaming/paranoid scitzophrenia and come up with some pretty solid spot on advice. I cant see a psychologist or psychiatrist untill wednesday so thought id throw this up and get people opinions on it. As far as having PS in my family, theres no documentation of any kind after speaking to my mum( im 19 btw). Now im affraid of going to sleep sober because of this last dream I had.
Has anyone else gone through after stopping xanax and going through their first week of withdrawals?
Any input highly appreciated, thanks.
For the past 3 months now, everyday and all day Ive been abusing xanax bars. I would probabably say I would eat roughly between 6-10 mg per day, depending on what was planned.
I finally decided to stop the bars last week and I was off them clean for 6 days untill I had this dream the other night. I woke up beleiving everything in these dreams where so real to me, that they were, even though alot of things in these stories where over the top and dodgy as to read to begin with, this is what a typcal suffer goes through after a few studys I read.
I went 6 whole days with no bars, finally getting over the insominia with poor sleeping patterns. For some reason( maybe due to being the weekend) I decide to go to a mates place late at night to start on dosing. Shortcut... I ended up getting followed home by this guy I was hanging with at this party( he carrys knifes and rolls people in general, scummy bloke). He ended up breaking into my lower house and starting a fire, or so I thought. I ended up calling fire fighters along with the cops once I noticed my laundry was half lite up on fire(which wasnt the case at all). Worth throwing in, that during this time he stabbed my brother and step father and killed them, but then brought them back to life which at the time seemed normal to me. why wouldnt it be? I had just seen these things with my own eyes, and they were real.
I cant explain what I even did over 2 whole nights because I thought I was out getting wasted off Heroin, cannabis and cocaine, along with those bars.
Sunday morning hits and ive sobered up completely now. I get on facebook and have 20+ msges from this guy who rolled me friday saying hes gonna come up to my place today at 1 pm and start the same shit(once i read this i was holding a 5ft metal axe with me close, sussing out all the windows and locks on my doors). I ended up speaking to my mate about this hip hop band we saw(never happend) and hes like what you talking about man? This is when things clicked for me, that maybe this WHOLE weekend I had just remember, never actually happend.. And it appears this way, after I asked mum about the original fire and she said there was none, there was also no cop statement which I remember giving..
So I read into Lucid dreaming/paranoid scitzophrenia and come up with some pretty solid spot on advice. I cant see a psychologist or psychiatrist untill wednesday so thought id throw this up and get people opinions on it. As far as having PS in my family, theres no documentation of any kind after speaking to my mum( im 19 btw). Now im affraid of going to sleep sober because of this last dream I had.
Has anyone else gone through after stopping xanax and going through their first week of withdrawals?
Any input highly appreciated, thanks.
