I've been using for about four months, five days a week. I'm honestly not experiencing half of the side effects that my friend, who has been using for a month and a half, is. She uses three days a week and we always make sure we do it together, so we're doing the same amount. She is paranoid regarding everything, panic attacks and she says that sometimes she cannot distinguish reality from her brain playing tricks on her. I'm a paranoid person regardless, but never this bad. It's frightening because I really am not feeling anything that she is. Is this abnormal?
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Stimulants Methamphetamine side effects question
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Ohayou
Bluelighter
No, she might be taking a bigger dose too. These side effects are from taking too much methamphetamine and/or missing sleep and entering a state of psychosis as a result. If you must use methamphetamine, try and eat and get sleep regularly so you don't go insane...
Ohayou
Bluelighter
Psychosis caused by lack of sleep as a result of methamphetamine use and psychosis directly caused by methamphetamine are two different things, but those symptoms sound more like psychosis mostly from not sleeping properly.
I frequently got psychosis using really good shards, but never when I use annihydrous meth. She is also a girl, and there for probably weighs less resulting in a bigger high.
Some people have really fragile minds, and her mindset sober might not be that good. I notice that has a lot to do with it too. When I sold drugs and did meth I was paranoid, now I do it and can enjoy not thinking cops are banging down the door. I did a lot of stupid things out of unwarrented paranoia like wrapping a half ounce of dope up and putting it in the bottom of a full shampoo bottle and the other half ounce in my ass because I thought for sure they were coming to get me any moment.
Some people have really fragile minds, and her mindset sober might not be that good. I notice that has a lot to do with it too. When I sold drugs and did meth I was paranoid, now I do it and can enjoy not thinking cops are banging down the door. I did a lot of stupid things out of unwarrented paranoia like wrapping a half ounce of dope up and putting it in the bottom of a full shampoo bottle and the other half ounce in my ass because I thought for sure they were coming to get me any moment.
misspharmacyashley
Bluelighter
^^ This. Some people just cannot handle the methamphetamine high.. like, AT All.. and those types should really be staying away from it all together. Obviously this probably won't be the case for your friend, she and you will continue to use, so all I can say is remind her that it's all in her head, get some sleep, eat and drink water, but most of all SLEEP and don't over indulge with the drug (ie: redosing over and over again). Psychosis is not something to be taken lightly, things could happen that could endanger you, the people around y'all, and most of all her.
Is she even aware that she is acting like she is? During or after?
I once was was so delusional, because I was already paranoid from the meth, and then my friend kept talking in code language and made an unannounced stop at someones house, so I made him leave, and as soon as we were leaving a cop pulls in and I waited till we were a little down the road and jumped from the moving car 20 miles from my house, and ran through all the yards and dodged any car from seeing me until I got to a gas station and paid someone 20 bucks to take me home.
Once I got home it only got worse, because of course I did more, and I thought he was playing games with me when he texted. I was for sure the cop was a set up because he had court soon, and I was buying a bunch of shards and giving it to him to sell to help him out, so he could get a lawyer. He magically got a brand new truck too the previous day, but it was stolen and he traded his shitty legit car for it. I then in my mind connected the cop coming in, new truck (had to of been wired with survielance I thought), and him talking in code words was a big sting to get him out of going to jail and me for running a meth ring (this was a trust worthy dude and went to jail for 4 years, because he didn't snitch on me previously.)
I sat at my house for 3 days straight staring out the window, and hid the dope in a ziplock bag in my ass the whole time, and burried all the pills, and the other dope in my back yard. I kept seeing cop cars line up every morning and go in each direction and they would drive by stair at me and rev their engine. I would occasionally see my friend riding in the passenger side in the cop cars smiling at me and flipping me off. I swear they had me surrounded and were fucking with me. He would call and ask if he could pick up the dope, and I would never say anything, but not get mad at him, instead I would be like "Why are you doing this to me?" and "I am your good friend, why aren't you mine anymore."
It got so bad that I had my grandma watching out the windows, and I would tell her which were cop cars, and she was worried because I would run around the house to all the windows sneaking a peep out of them. I told her I loaned someone 50 bucks, and they bought drugs with it, so the cops are after me lol
It got the worst one night when I completely lost it from staring out the windows so long and saw a huge set up van parked across the street with satellite dishes and the cops hiding in the bushes, no matter how hard I blinked they were still there. I thought they put reflectors on the telephone poles to deflect their headlights and confuse me. I then started seeing vampires on the neighbors house, and they were a part of it too.
I spent the later part of the night in a black out playing these weird games with the windows, and when I snapped out of it I thought I was a girl, and didn't know my name and was in New York City apartment, and say flashing red everywhere, and assumed someone was murdered in the alley. I then thought I did the murder on accident and they were about to arrest me, and to prevent that I had to play these war games with imaginary troops.
After, I got my memory back, and realised I was out of my mind I went back down stairs where I turned off all the lights and was manipulating my shadow around the room, and thought I was using it to go outside for secret counter survellence and I would occasionally go in the pitch black laundry room to consult with the vampires about my next move, because I thought they were like and Oracle.
I went up stairs and on my couch I see my friend laying down sleeping who I thought set me up. I was shouting at him to get out of my house, and told him we weren't friends anymore, because he ruined my life. He would just roll over and say he was tired and needed to sleep. I finally told him my grandma was going to get pissed if she woke up ane he was on the couch and I went to manually move him and he faded away.
I eventually go my saneness back, but even after that it was hard to not want to look out the window for 4-5 days, and I apologized to him for acting so fucked up. I still was leary though when we hung out for a good week even though I knew he didn't do anything, and never planned to.
That was the best crystal ever, but only got to actually enjoy it a few times, because I was giving it to my friend to sell and was paranoid of the police. I probably only did .6 grams or so to end up like that, and it wasn't from staying up that started it I had slept the night before the whole jumping out of the car.
Once I got home it only got worse, because of course I did more, and I thought he was playing games with me when he texted. I was for sure the cop was a set up because he had court soon, and I was buying a bunch of shards and giving it to him to sell to help him out, so he could get a lawyer. He magically got a brand new truck too the previous day, but it was stolen and he traded his shitty legit car for it. I then in my mind connected the cop coming in, new truck (had to of been wired with survielance I thought), and him talking in code words was a big sting to get him out of going to jail and me for running a meth ring (this was a trust worthy dude and went to jail for 4 years, because he didn't snitch on me previously.)
I sat at my house for 3 days straight staring out the window, and hid the dope in a ziplock bag in my ass the whole time, and burried all the pills, and the other dope in my back yard. I kept seeing cop cars line up every morning and go in each direction and they would drive by stair at me and rev their engine. I would occasionally see my friend riding in the passenger side in the cop cars smiling at me and flipping me off. I swear they had me surrounded and were fucking with me. He would call and ask if he could pick up the dope, and I would never say anything, but not get mad at him, instead I would be like "Why are you doing this to me?" and "I am your good friend, why aren't you mine anymore."
It got so bad that I had my grandma watching out the windows, and I would tell her which were cop cars, and she was worried because I would run around the house to all the windows sneaking a peep out of them. I told her I loaned someone 50 bucks, and they bought drugs with it, so the cops are after me lol
It got the worst one night when I completely lost it from staring out the windows so long and saw a huge set up van parked across the street with satellite dishes and the cops hiding in the bushes, no matter how hard I blinked they were still there. I thought they put reflectors on the telephone poles to deflect their headlights and confuse me. I then started seeing vampires on the neighbors house, and they were a part of it too.
I spent the later part of the night in a black out playing these weird games with the windows, and when I snapped out of it I thought I was a girl, and didn't know my name and was in New York City apartment, and say flashing red everywhere, and assumed someone was murdered in the alley. I then thought I did the murder on accident and they were about to arrest me, and to prevent that I had to play these war games with imaginary troops.
After, I got my memory back, and realised I was out of my mind I went back down stairs where I turned off all the lights and was manipulating my shadow around the room, and thought I was using it to go outside for secret counter survellence and I would occasionally go in the pitch black laundry room to consult with the vampires about my next move, because I thought they were like and Oracle.
I went up stairs and on my couch I see my friend laying down sleeping who I thought set me up. I was shouting at him to get out of my house, and told him we weren't friends anymore, because he ruined my life. He would just roll over and say he was tired and needed to sleep. I finally told him my grandma was going to get pissed if she woke up ane he was on the couch and I went to manually move him and he faded away.
I eventually go my saneness back, but even after that it was hard to not want to look out the window for 4-5 days, and I apologized to him for acting so fucked up. I still was leary though when we hung out for a good week even though I knew he didn't do anything, and never planned to.
That was the best crystal ever, but only got to actually enjoy it a few times, because I was giving it to my friend to sell and was paranoid of the police. I probably only did .6 grams or so to end up like that, and it wasn't from staying up that started it I had slept the night before the whole jumping out of the car.
Znegative
Bluelight Crew
Ive Only used meth once, and I didnt do enough to really get buzzed (long story), but I do have a lot of experience with IV stimulants. I've found that psychosis usually happens after you've been using pretty much around the clock for a couple of days with little to no sleep. After my first truly "psychotic" break from reality due to massive MDPV abuse, I also found that from that point on, any time after that I would use amphetamine's or cocaine, that I had to be carefull with how much I took, because I started to hallucinate, after much shorter periods of time (like three hours into a coke binge). I also found that while benzodiazepine's can sometimes soften the blow to a stimulant crash, they can also exacerbate psychosis in some situations, especially of you dose them in the middle or a paranoid freak out.
rocketqueen
Bluelighter
Some folks lean that way, I guess. Rocket fuel does not make me paranoid, but it is fair to add that I do not stay up for days at a time on it, either. I have seen a chick have a meth-induced psychotic break and it was disturbing. Some folks get paranoid, some do not. Just individual differences in how all of us are wired.
Captain.Heroin
Bluelight Crew
I'll second the "fragile minds" theory; methamphetamine never caused me to become extremely paranoid or hallucinate, even after staying up way too long.
I don't use methamphetamine anymore and prefer it that way though.
I don't use methamphetamine anymore and prefer it that way though.
misspharmacyashley
Bluelighter
Methamphetamine also doesn't make me hallucinate or make me paranoid really... mostly (I think) because I can spot it right away as I start to feel 'it' (paranoia/seeing things - ie: thinking every car is a cop while being in a car driving, seeing 'shadow people', hearing 'voices', thinking or 'knowing' people are talking about me, etc). I can spot it dead on and be able to tell myself that it's just the drug getting to me and derail anything before it gets out of control.
BUT, this one time I thought that a girlfriend of mine laced my cigarette with shard 8) and I freaked out about it. To make a really, really long story short, the whole thing made my husband (who was already mad at me because I had promised him that we would go to sleep before these people came over - he went inside after we all 'ran out' thinking I was going to get rid of these people and follow in toe and I never did..) even more pissed because suddenly he thought that we did a whole shitload without him and I was covering it up by saying that she had laced my cigarette when as it turns out I just needed to stand up and smoke the damn thing to REALLY start tweaking out (the whole time I was sitting there smoking and hotrailing I thought I wasn't getting high.. again 8)). It was all just so stupid and a big hot mess.
That is the one time I had a 'psychosis' episode. I figured out that I was trippin' way too late and had a hard time explaining it to everyone.. and having them BELIEVE ME.. cause let's face it - we're all geeked out and everybody is lying and doing 'something' behind 'someone's' back..
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sir_thizzalot
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WHAT THE HELL thank you for sharing. That is some extreme paranoia there. Imagine if that half ounce broke open, a 14g plugged meth high would be something different..
Schari maby she gets like that because you're more tolerant (you said more days a week, for a much longer period of time). If you're doing the same dosage as each other, she is probably getting a lot higher.
Fire&Water
Pumpkin King
"and the other half oz up my ass" "in a ziplock bag' - No F'n way dude !! You werent bleeding ? Damnnn, I had no idea what paranoia could do...
I'm stupid late replying ro this thread, but that literally gave me chills. That's fucking awful man.
The first year I used, I was fine on day 1, cool on day 2, then on day 3 I'd snap and everyone and their fucking fish was a goddamn cop...I literally thought one bitch's 4-year-old kid was not really her kid at one point and was part of some drug busting organization...it probably didn't help that she lived next door to a narcotics officer in her apartment...