Hello everyone,
I hope all is well! This is my first time posting, I literally just registered because I was so moved by gollum’s dedication to journal his experiences with this insidious brew, PST. My heart was warmed by all the fantastic responses of encouragement, support and knowledge for someone who struggles with overcoming the clutches of this seductive tea.
If I may, I’d like to share some of my experiences and realizations associated with this substance as well as the awful WD that followed.
It all began about 7 years ago- I was at the peak of my career. As a young, wide eyed, energetic and relatively happy engineer (in Biotech/Pharmaceuticals) I NEVER foresaw the dark turn my life was about to take. Other than consuming alcohol whilst out and about with friends and colleagues, I did not consume nor had any interest in taking any type of “mind altering” substances. Hell, working in the industry that I do taught me to steer clear of even prescription drugs (if I could help it)! After all, I know what they put in these drugs!
I traveled all over the country for my job (I was a consultant) and I worked on remediation projects for companies who were in dire need of help. In 2012 I was in Atlanta, Ga and I got sick with the flu. Weirdly enough, I never got better. Reluctantly, I began a very long, difficult and expensive journey of seeing over 35 specialists to help determine what was wrong with me. I should also mention that during my first appointment to a general practitioner, her solution was to immediately prescribe 10/325 Vicodin 3X per day for minor abdominal pain. And so, began my path to PST.
After over a year of taking Rx pain killers (as well as several other medications thrown at me from the various specialists I had), I decided that I HAD to get off these narcotics. At this point, not only were the drugs quickly becoming in affective, I found myself craving more. My pain specialist wanted to increase the strength of my meds- he and other doctors refused to hear my pleas for help to get OFF this drug. And so, I decided that I would cleverly find a way to get off of the Vicodin by finding a more “safe and natural” substance that I could use, all in my own.
I should note that after two years of tests/procedures, I finally received a diagnosis of Lymes disease and ME/CFS (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis Chronic Fatigue Syndrome). It’s believed to be an autoimmune/neurodegenerative disorder that has a long laundry list of symptoms, chronic pain and chronic fatigue with bad insomnia being the worst of it.
So, I quit my prescription Vicodin and unknowingly replaced it with something worse- poppy seed tea. At first, I was able to get by, PST seemed like it was sent to me by God!
As time went on, years going by, I found myself increasing the dose. Unbeknownst to me at the time, all I was doing was making my “condition” worse. I got to the point where I could no longer work, I wouldn’t show up to family functions, I bailed on my friends.... if it weren’t for my amazing boyfriend, I honestly believe I’d be on the streets! All along I believed this to be the result of my disability and not PST/opiates.
I am happy to announce that for the first in years, I am clean! I quit consuming the PST (cold turkey) 4 weeks ago!! BUT- after a few failed attempts in the past- I decided that first I wanted to try medical marijuana to help take the edge off the WD. This was not decided whimsically, I thoroughly researched the benefits of medical marijuana and CBD- and not just for WD, but also for my condition. During the peak of my WD I vaped, at this point, I take low THC capsules. My goodness the WD were awful. From what I can remember (thank you Mary Jane lol), feeling like I had “the flu” was the best set of symptoms compared to all the others. My heart beat out of my chest, I was in constant panic mode (I seriously felt a constant sense of impending doom and danger), I couldn’t breathe, my vision was blurry, I couldn’t stop moving my legs, my back/sciatica killed me, headaches and face aches <- (yes- like a head ache but in your face), severe weakness, nausea, diarrhea, lack of appetite, NO sleep, feeling cold and depressed. The medical marijuana helped take the edge off tremendously so! However it would also exacerbate a few symptoms like my heart beat and anxiety.
At this point, being my fourth week clean, the body aches/pain linger, insomnia still sucks, and restlessness remains but are all manageable.
Gollum’s well written account of his WD’s were spot on (except I really struggled with the anxiety/adrenaline response). I don’t know HOW he even managed to post anything while going through that hell! But I am so glad he did! His words, as well as ALL of the support he received, helped me dig deep and stick with my decision to remain clean. So thank you, ALL of you!
I am an empathetic person but I NEVER imagined just how awful this experience has been and very much still is! I remember reading an earlier comment about how “no one knows what this is like unless they’ve been though it”, my Lord that’s so true! But, if I am to take with me some positives out of this entire experience, it’s that I have learned a new way to empathize and love those who struggle with substances (like PST) directly because of my experiences.
To ALL of those out there working hard, fighting tooth and nail to get clean, I applaud you and fully support you! It WILL get better and you will feel MUCH better than you did when using. Keep up the good work, there are a lot of good people here that are able to empathize and encourage you so if you need the extra support OR want to share your story for inspiration, please don’t hesitate!