Braindead1217
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I don't usually post in forums so forgive me if this is in the wrong place and sorry in advance if some of this doesn't make sense as ill explain later on in the post why, but I signed up out of desperation for answers that I can't seem to find on my own. It's a mix of problems that started with weed and ended with Molly, so again I don't know exactly where to post this, so I'm sorry if this is in the wrong place, I'm hoping an admin or something can move this if not
Ok so basically I've been a huge pothead throughout my entire high school career, smoking about once a week in freshman year and slowly escalating to the point I'm at now(or I should say a few weeks ago, I'm drug free now) which was daily smoking (which started around about my junior year) several times a day, to the point where I was basically high all the time except for when I was at work, and even then I would smoke sometimes before or during work. This past summer was the heaviest I have ever smoked (I forgot to mention I'm 18 and graduated this past June) and around August I was tired of my life at home, basically flipped out In a violent mood swing (I noticed I had been having a lot of those at the time, and I have a history of bipolar disorder in my family so I kind of subcounciously chalked it up to that, if that even makes sense) and moved in with my girlfriend at the time in the town next over from the one I was living in. This is where the Molly comes in. I'd never taken it before but always wanted to, and my best friend had gotten a hold of some jollies (Molly in crystal form), so him my girlfriend and I all put some money together and bought about 1.2 grams and split it 3 ways, went to a concert and honestly had the fucking times of our lives. I don't know how to describe it, I felt so happy, so connected with everything, it was the greatest feeling I've ever had in my life, and a few days after that me and my best friend (lets just call him jayo) bought some more and just went his house and took about .4, maybe .5 each, and we just chilled in his backyard, listened to music, smoked weed and chilled. We did this for about a total of 3 nights in a row, and for the next 2 weeks I took some on and off randomly, anywhere from around .1gs to .3gs, so in total I probably rolled about 5 times in about 2, maybe 2 and a half weeks. After the 3 day binge I just didnt feel the same, I don't really know how to describe it. I felt sort of hazy, and I just wasn't myself. I couldn't hold a conversation with people and I felt like I had slightly lost my sense of humor, and I was beginning to grow extremely irritable and my mood swings were getting worse. After my last roll, I believe it was around the end of August or the very beginning of September I decided I didn't want to become an addict (and the shit wasn't really even makin me happy like the first euphoria I got, it actually made me really depressed and worried, but still extremely energized) and I stopped, and haven't taken it since. After the 3 day binge I noticed it was difficult for me hold a conversation with jayo or any of my friends really. It was weird, I just couldn't think of anything to say and me and him would often just sit in silence until I thought of something to say. Nonetheless I kept smoking weed every single day and I kept feeling like I was getting worse, and it got to the point where I didn't even know how to carry on a conversation anymore. I felt awkard as shit around jayo and my other friends, my girlfriend broke up with me because she said I've seemed emotionally detached the past few weeks and basically I stopped hanging out with all my friends because I felt awkard as hell around everyone, and I was also spiraling into depression at that point. I also forgot to mention I lost both of my jobs because I was too quiet and depressed looking to run a storefront (I worked at a local streetwear shop and ran the front of a pizza place, both things you kind of have to be happy all the time for) which made my depression worse probably since I had no contact with the outside world anymore, I just couldn't think of the right words when someone was talking to me, there was a delay in speech anytime someone would try and talk to me I would have to think about what I was going to say before I said it and I realized after a while I can't to simple math anymore, I feel like I have no common sense and I feel like I've lost all emotion inside. My thought process is all fucked up, I don't know how to explain it but I'm just not the same person anymore, i feel empty inside and I feel like this all started with the Molly and just got worse with the weed. It's been about 2 months since I last took Molly and I stopped smoking weed because everytime I would smoke I would have panic attacks and horrible anxiety. I have terrible, TERRIBLE short term memory (today I put my keys in my cars ignition, turned the car on and said to myself about 10 seconds later "where the fuck are my car keys?" Until realizing I had already started my car) To sum it all up, basically what I want to know is that is it possible that I could've permanently fucked up my brain from taking the Molly binge I was in for those 2 and a half weeks, and that the weed made it worse? I'm sorry this was so long but like I said my thought process has been fucked up and I'm just really, really scared that I might have permanent brain damage now from it, i thought quitting weed would help but it's been about a week since I've smoke and 2 months since I've taken Molly and I still can't carry on a normal conversation, my short term memory is still non existent and I feel like I've lost my ability to learn new information. I got a new job at a supermarket as a cashier thinking it would be something easy to transition to but I feel like I'm going to lose it soon just because I'm constantly fucking up because I can't remember anything my boss tells me while she's trying to train me. When someone tells me something I have to think about it in my head like 3 or 4 times before I actually understand it and I have to be told like 6 times about how to do something before I actually remember how to do it. Has anyone on this forum who've had similar experiences with mdma binges ever felt like this? I'm hoping it'll get better but at this point I feel like ill never be the same again
Again, I'm really, really sorry this was so long. I'm new at this kind of shit and idk the only way I can even write anymore is by completely just writing down what's going through my head or else ill lose my train of thought and forget what I'm talking about and then it just comes out weird. I feel like I explained this horrible but I couldn't for the life of me explain it any better. I'm just hoping to god someone has some answers for me.
Ok so basically I've been a huge pothead throughout my entire high school career, smoking about once a week in freshman year and slowly escalating to the point I'm at now(or I should say a few weeks ago, I'm drug free now) which was daily smoking (which started around about my junior year) several times a day, to the point where I was basically high all the time except for when I was at work, and even then I would smoke sometimes before or during work. This past summer was the heaviest I have ever smoked (I forgot to mention I'm 18 and graduated this past June) and around August I was tired of my life at home, basically flipped out In a violent mood swing (I noticed I had been having a lot of those at the time, and I have a history of bipolar disorder in my family so I kind of subcounciously chalked it up to that, if that even makes sense) and moved in with my girlfriend at the time in the town next over from the one I was living in. This is where the Molly comes in. I'd never taken it before but always wanted to, and my best friend had gotten a hold of some jollies (Molly in crystal form), so him my girlfriend and I all put some money together and bought about 1.2 grams and split it 3 ways, went to a concert and honestly had the fucking times of our lives. I don't know how to describe it, I felt so happy, so connected with everything, it was the greatest feeling I've ever had in my life, and a few days after that me and my best friend (lets just call him jayo) bought some more and just went his house and took about .4, maybe .5 each, and we just chilled in his backyard, listened to music, smoked weed and chilled. We did this for about a total of 3 nights in a row, and for the next 2 weeks I took some on and off randomly, anywhere from around .1gs to .3gs, so in total I probably rolled about 5 times in about 2, maybe 2 and a half weeks. After the 3 day binge I just didnt feel the same, I don't really know how to describe it. I felt sort of hazy, and I just wasn't myself. I couldn't hold a conversation with people and I felt like I had slightly lost my sense of humor, and I was beginning to grow extremely irritable and my mood swings were getting worse. After my last roll, I believe it was around the end of August or the very beginning of September I decided I didn't want to become an addict (and the shit wasn't really even makin me happy like the first euphoria I got, it actually made me really depressed and worried, but still extremely energized) and I stopped, and haven't taken it since. After the 3 day binge I noticed it was difficult for me hold a conversation with jayo or any of my friends really. It was weird, I just couldn't think of anything to say and me and him would often just sit in silence until I thought of something to say. Nonetheless I kept smoking weed every single day and I kept feeling like I was getting worse, and it got to the point where I didn't even know how to carry on a conversation anymore. I felt awkard as shit around jayo and my other friends, my girlfriend broke up with me because she said I've seemed emotionally detached the past few weeks and basically I stopped hanging out with all my friends because I felt awkard as hell around everyone, and I was also spiraling into depression at that point. I also forgot to mention I lost both of my jobs because I was too quiet and depressed looking to run a storefront (I worked at a local streetwear shop and ran the front of a pizza place, both things you kind of have to be happy all the time for) which made my depression worse probably since I had no contact with the outside world anymore, I just couldn't think of the right words when someone was talking to me, there was a delay in speech anytime someone would try and talk to me I would have to think about what I was going to say before I said it and I realized after a while I can't to simple math anymore, I feel like I have no common sense and I feel like I've lost all emotion inside. My thought process is all fucked up, I don't know how to explain it but I'm just not the same person anymore, i feel empty inside and I feel like this all started with the Molly and just got worse with the weed. It's been about 2 months since I last took Molly and I stopped smoking weed because everytime I would smoke I would have panic attacks and horrible anxiety. I have terrible, TERRIBLE short term memory (today I put my keys in my cars ignition, turned the car on and said to myself about 10 seconds later "where the fuck are my car keys?" Until realizing I had already started my car) To sum it all up, basically what I want to know is that is it possible that I could've permanently fucked up my brain from taking the Molly binge I was in for those 2 and a half weeks, and that the weed made it worse? I'm sorry this was so long but like I said my thought process has been fucked up and I'm just really, really scared that I might have permanent brain damage now from it, i thought quitting weed would help but it's been about a week since I've smoke and 2 months since I've taken Molly and I still can't carry on a normal conversation, my short term memory is still non existent and I feel like I've lost my ability to learn new information. I got a new job at a supermarket as a cashier thinking it would be something easy to transition to but I feel like I'm going to lose it soon just because I'm constantly fucking up because I can't remember anything my boss tells me while she's trying to train me. When someone tells me something I have to think about it in my head like 3 or 4 times before I actually understand it and I have to be told like 6 times about how to do something before I actually remember how to do it. Has anyone on this forum who've had similar experiences with mdma binges ever felt like this? I'm hoping it'll get better but at this point I feel like ill never be the same again
Again, I'm really, really sorry this was so long. I'm new at this kind of shit and idk the only way I can even write anymore is by completely just writing down what's going through my head or else ill lose my train of thought and forget what I'm talking about and then it just comes out weird. I feel like I explained this horrible but I couldn't for the life of me explain it any better. I'm just hoping to god someone has some answers for me.
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