Tikhil
Bluelighter
It is such a wonderful chemical for the things it does to our perception of others. MDMA taught me true love, not the kind that one feels for a single other person but a love of life and the world around me. Yes I feel this way when I roll but looking back on rolls remind me that life is inherently good, and the world is a better place then it seems when things get tough.
It makes me sad that dispite this good, E has coused more damage to people in my
life then any drug I have ever known. My first suicide monday showed me what real depression was and I have feared it ever scinse. Sadness is heightened for me at all times for fear of this feeling. It was worth it despite that.
But i have seen, and since coming here have read stories that hurt my heart. Week rolls that I know will end in near life long depression, binges that show no regard for the future. I see people act in ways THEY KNOW TO BE FOOLISH. Simply for the hope that it will turn out for the best, maybe only one week of feeling like shit. I see girls popping rolls then drinking to black out...why waste the roll if you are not going to remember?
I don't care about drug abuse, its the users decision, but I cry inside when I read about high school kids abusing E because I think of my friends who will never be the same. E was the drug I hated most in high school, it took several friends from me and while I enjoyed coke and used it in the rave scene I never saw the negetive effects that my E abusing friends did. They are gone for now, and maybe forever. Trapped in a darkness that they had never known, blaming aspects of their life.
I see the same thing happen all the time, someone rolls a few times loves it and keeps it up. They take a break but suddenly start thinking their life is going to shit. Instead of realizing its due to a NT imbalance they blame everything else (friends, parents, school, jobs, ect) and embrace the drug. I see the future clearly enough for those folling this path, when the majic stops a long treatment of SSRIs is almost certain. Mouths or years of bottomless depression.
I know this post has no question, and maybe its more for the dark side but I post it here as a personal plea to have responsibility. I'm not perfect, I'm young and rarely wait a full month to roll again, so please don't think I'm taking down to those this applies to, I almost fell into the same trap.
People, have a care, physical problems caused by drugs can be treated and will fade, fucking up your brain chemistry has a long road to recovery, one filled with nothing but gnawing despair.
It makes me sad that dispite this good, E has coused more damage to people in my
life then any drug I have ever known. My first suicide monday showed me what real depression was and I have feared it ever scinse. Sadness is heightened for me at all times for fear of this feeling. It was worth it despite that.
But i have seen, and since coming here have read stories that hurt my heart. Week rolls that I know will end in near life long depression, binges that show no regard for the future. I see people act in ways THEY KNOW TO BE FOOLISH. Simply for the hope that it will turn out for the best, maybe only one week of feeling like shit. I see girls popping rolls then drinking to black out...why waste the roll if you are not going to remember?
I don't care about drug abuse, its the users decision, but I cry inside when I read about high school kids abusing E because I think of my friends who will never be the same. E was the drug I hated most in high school, it took several friends from me and while I enjoyed coke and used it in the rave scene I never saw the negetive effects that my E abusing friends did. They are gone for now, and maybe forever. Trapped in a darkness that they had never known, blaming aspects of their life.
I see the same thing happen all the time, someone rolls a few times loves it and keeps it up. They take a break but suddenly start thinking their life is going to shit. Instead of realizing its due to a NT imbalance they blame everything else (friends, parents, school, jobs, ect) and embrace the drug. I see the future clearly enough for those folling this path, when the majic stops a long treatment of SSRIs is almost certain. Mouths or years of bottomless depression.
I know this post has no question, and maybe its more for the dark side but I post it here as a personal plea to have responsibility. I'm not perfect, I'm young and rarely wait a full month to roll again, so please don't think I'm taking down to those this applies to, I almost fell into the same trap.
People, have a care, physical problems caused by drugs can be treated and will fade, fucking up your brain chemistry has a long road to recovery, one filled with nothing but gnawing despair.