Losingmymind
Greenlighter
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- Aug 27, 2023
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Hi all, I’ve posted on here as washingtonbound before but for some reason got locked out of my account. I‘ve had a lot of issues with drugs in the past, particularly psychosis, but recently I experienced a slice of hell of the beginning of addiction. Here’s what happened.
All over Colombia you can buy hydrocodone over the counter in pharmacies. I was aware of this the first few times I ventured to Medellin but initially had enough self control to hold off on buying any because I knew it wouldn’t end well. But this last time, for whatever reason, I decided it would be a good idea just to “try it out once.” So I went into one of the drugstores at the bus station and bought a pack of 5mg hydrocodone to start off. Having no tolerance, I was able to get a decent buzz off 15mg. I noticed the pills gave me quite a lot of energy and somehow made me better at speaking spanish. At the same time, I was itching like crazy and ended up throwing up on the bus. But this did not deter me from finishing the pack of pills over the next few days.
After running out I figured I wouldn’t buy any again. But the next thing you know I‘m walking by another damn pharmacy again and thinking: “no I’ll just buy one more pack.” I ended up getting another pack of 30 5mg pills and went through it rather quickly. Then I found out you could buy it in 10mg instead of 5 (that was the highest), and ended up buying a 30 pack of that. Tolerance was building so quickly, I needed 30mg to get the same buzz I initially got at 15mg. When going through my new pack, I began taking 50mg at a time, which would always get me sick, and yet I’d do it again anyway. I then pushed the envelope even further and took 30mg or so with some codeine, and started getting these really scary shakes and would hear this weird popping noise in my head. This scared me enough that I decided I really needed to stop.
I tried stopping twice and ended up relapsing again because the psychological withdrawal was terrible. After going through another pack of 30 10mg pills in four days, I realized I had a real problem on my hands. All this had transpired over the course of just over two weeks or so, which was shocking to say the least. I made the decision that I absolutely needed to stop and ended up leaving Colombia. Although I didn’t abuse the pills for that long, ugly psychological withdrawal symptoms surfaced that I’m still dealing with about a week later. It feels like the opposite of the false euphoria/peace of mind you attain on opiates. So my advice is, please tread with caution when traveling to countries like that for easier drug access, because it can come back to bite you in a very bad way.
All over Colombia you can buy hydrocodone over the counter in pharmacies. I was aware of this the first few times I ventured to Medellin but initially had enough self control to hold off on buying any because I knew it wouldn’t end well. But this last time, for whatever reason, I decided it would be a good idea just to “try it out once.” So I went into one of the drugstores at the bus station and bought a pack of 5mg hydrocodone to start off. Having no tolerance, I was able to get a decent buzz off 15mg. I noticed the pills gave me quite a lot of energy and somehow made me better at speaking spanish. At the same time, I was itching like crazy and ended up throwing up on the bus. But this did not deter me from finishing the pack of pills over the next few days.
After running out I figured I wouldn’t buy any again. But the next thing you know I‘m walking by another damn pharmacy again and thinking: “no I’ll just buy one more pack.” I ended up getting another pack of 30 5mg pills and went through it rather quickly. Then I found out you could buy it in 10mg instead of 5 (that was the highest), and ended up buying a 30 pack of that. Tolerance was building so quickly, I needed 30mg to get the same buzz I initially got at 15mg. When going through my new pack, I began taking 50mg at a time, which would always get me sick, and yet I’d do it again anyway. I then pushed the envelope even further and took 30mg or so with some codeine, and started getting these really scary shakes and would hear this weird popping noise in my head. This scared me enough that I decided I really needed to stop.
I tried stopping twice and ended up relapsing again because the psychological withdrawal was terrible. After going through another pack of 30 10mg pills in four days, I realized I had a real problem on my hands. All this had transpired over the course of just over two weeks or so, which was shocking to say the least. I made the decision that I absolutely needed to stop and ended up leaving Colombia. Although I didn’t abuse the pills for that long, ugly psychological withdrawal symptoms surfaced that I’m still dealing with about a week later. It feels like the opposite of the false euphoria/peace of mind you attain on opiates. So my advice is, please tread with caution when traveling to countries like that for easier drug access, because it can come back to bite you in a very bad way.
