TDS This nightmare will never end, a fair warning to anyone

somasoldier

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Hey everyone, heres a little bit of my story might be long but ill include a tl;dr at the bottom, I hope this helps someone not to get on this shit EVER!!!!! I am currently addicted to benzos, alcohol,marijuana, soma, as well as other gaba drugs(gabapentin, lyrica) terribly. My tolerance has sky rocketed to the point where I cannot get high anymore off benzos. The only thing saving me right now is a script for 3mg of klonopin a day which keeps wds at bay. About 2 years ago my life was pretty good and had a bright future ahead of me, I was in university getting good grades with the hopes of going to law school(was in my 3rd year when I dropped out). I never came from money but had very nice things, was selling cocaine although I rarely used (just to prove to paranoid customers that I was not a cop, or to test for quality when buying to sell). Along with that money, had a job as a pharmaceutical reps assistant ( would help him pitch whatever drug it was, and was allowed on a few occasions to freelance and would go into drs offices and pitch it myself which came out quite positive) note that these were not controlled substances usually topical ointments, patches or to persuade the dr to use our lab for drug tests. I had life made, was making over $6,000 a month at 22 years old, had a nice apartment and a very nice car. Kept getting requests from customers if I had any xanax bars for the comedown of the coke, so I decided to pick up 100 tablets for sale. I have always been a VERY nervous and anxious person, paranoid as well (anyone who has dealt knows this, cops, stick up boys etc.) Sold about 30 of them, then figured meh why not try one no harm in trying them once right? Welp I was wrong, I rolled a blunt up and popped a bar; I was in bliss, the best high I had have ever felt in the world. No anxiety, no worries, got the dreaded "Is this what normal people feel like all the time?" question. I was able to keep it a weekend thing for a few weeks (nothing wrong with using it just on the weekends right? i told myself). My world started to deteriorate day by day, was diagnosed with cluster headaches, I kept getting these headaches on one side of my head and my eye felt like a burning ice pick in my eye. Went to a neurologist who gave me migraine pills which only made things worse, I had my headeaches along with the rebound headaches from these drugs. Went for an mri, as I was walking to my car I got a call from my primary who got the results and told me to go to the hospital ASAP otherwise I risk dying,frantic I drove to the ER and waited for over 8 hours just to get seen, along with another 6 hour wait for the Ear nose and throat dr to come in. I had a sphenoid sinus infection which was working its way to my brain and was pressing on my optical nerve( which is why I felt pain there), he told me if I didnt have surgery right now I risk going blind and more then likely when it reaches my brain, death. The cause was a combination of cocaine and inhaling black mold from old the house I lived in ( lived deep in the hood, with all the lead paint and black mold great place....). Thankfully the surgery resolved these dreaded headaches.

I stayed in the hospital for 3 days and left with a script of 60 10mg/Hydrocodone, I never took an opiate prior to this in my life seen too many friends die or turn into fiends off it. Took half of one in the morning because my head was sore from the surgery, WOW I felt fucking amazing, I felt like a golden blanket wrapped around me and I nodded off of 5mg( lol it seems ridiculous but true). Everyday I kept taking more and more, but got frustrated with the side effects (constipation sometimes nausea) I worked up to 55mg to get high, went to go take a piss and I couldnt (another great opiate side effect) and said never again unless I truly need it for pain. I still had residuely soreness from the dr shoving a tube up my nose close to my brain getting rid of the infection, the dr offered to write more hydrocodone but I asked him if there was an alternative to an opiate. He wrote me 90 somas and that was the end of my life. I was no longer dealing, no longer working with my sales associate so I had no income. The somas (350mg per tablet) gave me the high I wanted, it felt like a benzo. I picked up 500 tablets of xanax 2mg and decided I would just sell this and leave the blow, ( i can never put anything up my nose again). I think only 5 of those 500 were sold and they were gone in 2 months of my own usage. I was taking 5-6 2mg tablets a day along with 3 or 4 somas for the first 2 weeks then doubled that, I was already an addict at this point. My rent and car note took up almost all of my savings, so my money was pretty much gone, couldnt afford the tuiton to go back to school. I began ransacking family members medicine cabinets looking for any benzo I could get, would take the opiates and trade for xanax. I went to my primary and almost begged for a script for panic attacks and worked up to 3mg of klonopin which I currently have now. When I dont have the money or cant find any benzos I pick up booze and realize how much it goes well with benzos.

Now we come to the present day, I take my 3mg of klonpin a day along with a 6 pack of beer every single night, as well as 60mg remeron to help me sleep. I somehow convinced my psychiatrist to prescribe me a Xanax script on top of my klonopin script, I get 30 .25mg pills a month which I eat the whole bottle whenever I get it. Im living with mom. Whenever I get money through stupid odd jobs or rob someone I binge hard on xanax and soma. I take 12 2mg tablets and 8 soma 350mgs, a few bong rips and a 6 pack of beer. This barely gives me a buzz anymore. If I can find lyrica or gabapentin I take 3grams and drink more with it. Ive tried and tried to taper off but the pain is unbearable, I cry like a little baby and every inch of my body hurts. My liver is probably shot, my lungs are killed from the 2 packs of cigarettes a day and Im dead broke. Suicide has entered my mind on more then one occasion. My physical appearance has deteriorated, all my fancy expensive clothes are gone and sold for drugs, my car was repo'd, I pray I dont wake up when I binge but I always do, I know people who have died on half of what I binge on, but yet Im still here living in hell. I want to try rehab but am afraid I will just go back when I get out, I always long for that feeling for when I first took a 2mg xanax bar but I never get it.


TLdR DONT EVER FUCKING TAKING XANAX IF YOU HAVE AN ADDICTIVE PERSONALITY AND ARE A ANXIOUS PERSON. If someone wants to experience somewhat it feels like take 2 beers and chug them then rip a bong, it will give somewhat a calming feeling without touching this drug. My half brother took 2mg and couldnt stop after a week of doing it daily, we got into a physical confrontation after he tried to steal my stash, this is how evil this drug is. Makes family fight over it.
 
Yeah man, Xanax and it's brethren were the worst of the worst for me too. Reading your story took me back 15 years to my mid twenties. Like you, I've always been highly string but not so highly strung that I wouldn't break the laws I thought shouldn't apply. Like you I was having the party of a lifetime and earning the big money to back it up. Like you, then came the benzos and opiates (to ward off the epic comedowns), and the rest, as they say, is history..

I'm hear to tell you that the nightmare can and will end. I also thought that was it, life was over. I drugged myself broke a couple times, another parallel to your story. But, here I am now, sober and content, amazingly even my anxiety has now evaporated.

Why not start using the xanax you're prescribed as intended, so you can begin to wean off all this crap? Then, block by block you can start to rebuild the rest. Although you don't know it, you've got it in you to sort this shit out.
 
I'm so sorry to hear of your situation. Xanax is insidious. I decided to see a psychiatrist when I was 24 for alcoholism and what I thought was anxiety (had no idea what anxiety was until later lol). He gave me a prescription for Zoloft and Xanax, and the directions on the Xanax take daily as needed, which I read as take as you please. Back then I had never heard of benzodiazapines or had any idea they were addictive. I stayed on them for ten years and finally decided to go to rehab in 2010 where they cut me off cold turkey. Six years later I am still healing from being cut off, and am at about 80%, and my memory is still terrible.

I sincerely think you should consider tapering off the benzos. You can do a nice slow taper with little to no pain. Once you taper I think you should consider checking into rehab I you can get your life back. Rehab makes it much easier to quit everything and it will teach you about addiction and how to develope healthy coping mechanisms to deal with stress.

Word of caution, the longer you stay on benzos the wire your anxiety will become, and the worse your memory will be. I was a successful software developer prior to stopping the benzo and going through withdrawal. Benzos destroyed so much of my cognitive function and memory that it's too difficult for me to continue to write code now so I am in the process of a career change. I know I will recover fully, it just takes time. At the end of my benzo use I could barely leave my house because of the extreme anxiety. My memory was so poor I literally had to write everything down, and had to stop cooking as I lived alone and would start making dinner, walk away for a minute and forget that I was cooking. I caught my kitchen on fire more than once.

Have you thought about how you're going to reclaim your life? Do you have any plans for your use or a timeline? Do you know how to taper benzos?
 
Is it only during withdrawals that your memory fades? Does the memory come back?

No, it starts to fade after you've taken them for awhile. Daily longterm benzo use has now been associated with Alzhiemers and dementia. Memory will eventually fade while using and then get slightly worse after you stop, but it does get better after you've been off them for a while.

From 2010 - 2012 I was not functional or competent to really live on my own because of memory issues, one of my parents had to be with me at all times. I did noticed in early 2011 it started to improve, and now I am about 80% recovered, unfortunately I have few memories of the last 15 years. I don't remember my mid to late twenties or early thirties. Sometimes I look at photos and those don't even look familiar.

It's hard and it's sad, and I regret not researching benzos when I was initially prescribed them. I had no idea they were addictive or dangerous for long term use. I have been particularly sad lately regarding where I am presently at in my recovery and have decided to try aniracetam with a few other supplements that should be taken with it to try to further heal. Studies show that aniracetam has helped people suffering from Alzheimer's and also traumatic brain injury recover at a quicker rate so I hope it helps my situation. Sorry for the long answer l, I've been ruminating on my recovery lately and figured I would share what I am trying now. I fear that it may be something that one should take immediately so I don't know if it's too late for me, nor do I know if it can be taken while still using benzos, which would be worth looking into for people taking benzos long term as it may protect the brain enough that it slows down the damage or stops it.
 
Thank you everyone for the positive feedback. I can attest to that benzos ruin your memory, most days I couldnt tell you what I ate for lunch at 3pm. Im going to try to chip away at my problems, firstly with the booze. I am going to reduce 1 beer each week until I no longer need to drink. Then will have to work on the benzos, my dr gave me some info for a program for people in low income neighborhoods so they can teach me a trade for free so I can get an actual job. Id like to learn some sort of skill so I can get the fuck out of my environment, move away to a new city for a fresh start because all thats left here is pain for me. It's tempting for me to jump back into the fast money lifestyle, but it wont lead me anywhere good. Drugs have been a part of my life since I can remember, my cousin who everybody used to idolize in my family was a huge dealer (and a functioning big time alcoholic) used to deal crack or "hard" as everyone calls it, plus anything you can name, owned multiple crack houses in the city. He was always fresh, had the best clothes, that wad of cash in his pocket, the big Cadillac and the respect of the streets. I remember being about 12 or 13 and he let me sling on one of his corners (dub bags of coke and grams of weed) he let me keep the couple of hundred dollars I made and said keep it up and you can be the big dog like me one day. Hes currently serving 3 life sentences in prison, 2 for murder and another for some rico charge that he was head of a gang to distribute narcotics. If I keep my lifestyle up Im gonna end up either dead or in jail, nothing good comes from any of this shit. It doesnt help I dont have any positive people around me, its just a never ending cycle of pain. I dont want to go to rehab as Im afraid theyll cut me off cold turkey as another poster said. I hope I can dig myself out of this hole, I havent od'd yet which means Im here for a reason and God wants me alive for a purpose.
 
soma, I am pulling for you. Any time you want some extra support, I'm a PM away. You've got clarity on your side right now. Stay strong.<3
 
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