This is my post in the psychs form:
Let me get this out the way, I LOVE ROLLING. But this is why I'm done. (It's been about 2 months since I last rolled and I actually don't plan on rolling again) I've been rolling here and there for about 6 years now and the come down has finally got too much for me.
It's just not fucking worth it man.
You feel like superman for a few hours, you love the world, you have all the confidence you could ever dream of, you love everyone...But for no fucking reason at all. It just doesn't make any sense and in the back of your mind...You know it's not real and will be gone VERY shortly. But, you just enjoy the feeling and say fuck it, this feels good.
But the next day?(That's if you've even slept any) I don't even have motivation to get off the fucking couch and brush my fucking teeth! It sucks man. I can't see how someone could go to work feeling like that. I've literally had to call out from work a few times after my dumb ass ended up rolling on a sunday.
Words can't explain how much I hate the comedown off X. I love the high but dam, is it worth it? I remember MANY nights just laying in my bed watching the sunrise unable to sleep just hating what I've done to myself thinking "You fucking idiot, are you happy now? Now your dumb ass can't fucking sleep because you wanted to feel good for a couple hours and guess what dummy, you're not going to want to eat any food the next day no matter how tasty it looks".
Yea, the comedown off X has pretty much scared me off. And this is after 6 years of dealing with it I've finally had enough.
Yea, X has the most horrible crash ever! It fucking sucks and I'm finally done with that shit.