ImOutOfHere
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I started a thread last year saying how bad tramadol had put me down. I decided to continue with tramadol during this year as my business was taking off. I'm now at a stage where, while the business requires still some good effort, I'm essentially earning a very comfortable amount of money. But im hooked on tramadol like you would not believe it.
I recently met a woman who had everything I had in the woman in my dreams, or very close to it. We even planned to have kids. She didn't know about my addiction to tramadol. I cannot stop the tramadol as I'm now up to 800mgs daily to be able to work, although I can manage myself on 350mgs daily if I don't work. But I have to work a lot most days. We met online and I invited her over to my house (I paid for everything). It was love at first sight so to speak and we both wanted the same in life. However, I knew deep inside me that this wasn't to be doable because tramadol is the equivalent of handcuffs in a pill (credits to that para-phrase from a heroin addict who once described methadone as "liquid handcuffs". Fvck, was he right about drug addiction in general).
She spent 5 days with me and we talked everything for her to move with me to my house and start a family (literally have our first kid now). She made me see that I wanted to start a family as she was everything that I was looking for. But I felt like a liar because I didn't tell her about the tramadol addiction and I know that tramadol will impact my relationship with her. I have enough money (after busting my chops for over two years with this gross tramadol monkey on my back) that I can do whatever I want with my life. I want to move to another country as I can work from home and we talked about doing a coast-to-coast caravan travel through USA and Europe.
Unlike other women, she didn't love me because of my money. She was a gift from God, but I had to let her go. When she left after the 5 days, we had agreed for her to move to my house two weeks later and start our life plans. But I cut my communication with her and told her goodbye for real. I know that my tramadol addiction would not just hurt our relationship but also her. The funny thing is that I know that she would have stood by my side, but I though that it was too egoistical of me to ask her to understand that.
Having said that, it was also egoistical of me to make plans with her when I knew that tramadol would hold me back. But, for some days, I felt liberated like tramadol was gone off my life as I could make plans with my life. I was only taking 350mgs during those days with her and even one day I only took 300mgs and slept soundly, imagine how happy I was!!!
I've been on daily tramadol for over 3 years now; I'm now on 800mgs for most days. Tramadol has destroyed my social life, or better said, I've let it destroy my life. I can't even go on holidays because tramadol makes my legs feel weird when sleeping so I have to sleep with a f*cking air conditioner blowing cool air to my legs. All I've done is work like a donkey these last 3 years, but I don't know how long I can continue this. Yes, I have money, but fvck all the money when you have to let go of the woman that God sent you to be the mother of your kids.
So there, here's another story for the forum of how Tramadol addiction will destroy you folks. I don't even know if I will ever meet in my life a woman like her. I doubt it, she had everything that I ask for in the mother in my children. EVERYTHING. I don't even know if I will be here in this planet in the next year, hence I seriously doubt I will ever meet someone like her. Someone like her would be pretty much my only way of getting up from this sh*t.
The thought of suicide comes to my mind every day and has been for the last 2 years. I cry some days when I remember what my life is like; I'm a recluse. It would also be egoistical of me to kill myself once I have a kid or on the way. That was also a reason why I let her go as the thoughts of committing suicide grow stronger and stronger every day. But you know what? She made those thoughts disappear. I felt with her like I wasn't tied to Tramadol; like I had been freed.
So another story to blame on myself and on choosing this little evil to take over my life. I started tramadol because it made me feel like a nice person and productive. I have ADHD and I am 99.9% that I'm also bipolar. I cannot tolerate methylphenidate as it makes me a sexual maniac and then the comedown is seriously suicidal. Tramadol fixed my mntal ups and downs and put a blanket of happiness over my head. I also became productive and not all over the place. The effect only lasted one year. The last two years (if not more) I just take tramadol to not go into withdrawal. It gives no boost and makes me even more suicidal.
Withdrawing from tramadol puts me at a very high risk of committing suicide. Been there and it's a very, very dark place. I've read studies that tramadol has been found to put patients in withdrawal at a higher risk of committing suicide. Yep, I can vouch for that.
My only hope is withdrawing with the use of oxcarbazepine which I have read in studies that helps a lot. It's also a bipolar med, so perhaps it helps with the suicidal depression. I can also vouch that pregabalin helps A LOT in withdrawing, but my tolerance is too high as I use it every 2 weeks to come off tramadol for at least a day (yep, this is my FUN day as I get high and don't work and forget about being bound by tramadol. How's that for a sad and secluded life?).
I've lost a woman who would have given me the most precious gift in life. It's my fault. It's absolutely my fault. But believe you me, for a moment, I felt in love and I looked forward to planning my life. Now she's gone, and I'm here working on my business debating whether to sell it off for 6 figures, coming off tramadol, jump on some kind of psychiatric treatment (I do believe that methylphenidate can help me, especially Concerta) and starting my life again.
That, or continue working until I blow up, literally.
Damn, heartache on tramadol hurts twice as bad.
Please, do NOT get hooked on tramadol. Sure, some people see it as a kiddie drug since it ain't heroine, but this f*cker will grab you by the balls and twist them as it wants. Look for psychiatric help if you feel that tramadol helps you mentally. I'm actually convinced that a low dose of a selective AD like escitalopram with a time-release dose of methylphenidate or dexedrine (that new version with the amino acid attached) would be an awesome treatment with perhaps a low dose of some bipolar med like oxcarbazepine or even a trial of liothyronine (thyroid hormone) would help (I can vouch that T3 helps with depression and cuts the need for tramadol in half).
Stay away from tramadol addiction.
I recently met a woman who had everything I had in the woman in my dreams, or very close to it. We even planned to have kids. She didn't know about my addiction to tramadol. I cannot stop the tramadol as I'm now up to 800mgs daily to be able to work, although I can manage myself on 350mgs daily if I don't work. But I have to work a lot most days. We met online and I invited her over to my house (I paid for everything). It was love at first sight so to speak and we both wanted the same in life. However, I knew deep inside me that this wasn't to be doable because tramadol is the equivalent of handcuffs in a pill (credits to that para-phrase from a heroin addict who once described methadone as "liquid handcuffs". Fvck, was he right about drug addiction in general).
She spent 5 days with me and we talked everything for her to move with me to my house and start a family (literally have our first kid now). She made me see that I wanted to start a family as she was everything that I was looking for. But I felt like a liar because I didn't tell her about the tramadol addiction and I know that tramadol will impact my relationship with her. I have enough money (after busting my chops for over two years with this gross tramadol monkey on my back) that I can do whatever I want with my life. I want to move to another country as I can work from home and we talked about doing a coast-to-coast caravan travel through USA and Europe.
Unlike other women, she didn't love me because of my money. She was a gift from God, but I had to let her go. When she left after the 5 days, we had agreed for her to move to my house two weeks later and start our life plans. But I cut my communication with her and told her goodbye for real. I know that my tramadol addiction would not just hurt our relationship but also her. The funny thing is that I know that she would have stood by my side, but I though that it was too egoistical of me to ask her to understand that.
Having said that, it was also egoistical of me to make plans with her when I knew that tramadol would hold me back. But, for some days, I felt liberated like tramadol was gone off my life as I could make plans with my life. I was only taking 350mgs during those days with her and even one day I only took 300mgs and slept soundly, imagine how happy I was!!!
I've been on daily tramadol for over 3 years now; I'm now on 800mgs for most days. Tramadol has destroyed my social life, or better said, I've let it destroy my life. I can't even go on holidays because tramadol makes my legs feel weird when sleeping so I have to sleep with a f*cking air conditioner blowing cool air to my legs. All I've done is work like a donkey these last 3 years, but I don't know how long I can continue this. Yes, I have money, but fvck all the money when you have to let go of the woman that God sent you to be the mother of your kids.
So there, here's another story for the forum of how Tramadol addiction will destroy you folks. I don't even know if I will ever meet in my life a woman like her. I doubt it, she had everything that I ask for in the mother in my children. EVERYTHING. I don't even know if I will be here in this planet in the next year, hence I seriously doubt I will ever meet someone like her. Someone like her would be pretty much my only way of getting up from this sh*t.
The thought of suicide comes to my mind every day and has been for the last 2 years. I cry some days when I remember what my life is like; I'm a recluse. It would also be egoistical of me to kill myself once I have a kid or on the way. That was also a reason why I let her go as the thoughts of committing suicide grow stronger and stronger every day. But you know what? She made those thoughts disappear. I felt with her like I wasn't tied to Tramadol; like I had been freed.
So another story to blame on myself and on choosing this little evil to take over my life. I started tramadol because it made me feel like a nice person and productive. I have ADHD and I am 99.9% that I'm also bipolar. I cannot tolerate methylphenidate as it makes me a sexual maniac and then the comedown is seriously suicidal. Tramadol fixed my mntal ups and downs and put a blanket of happiness over my head. I also became productive and not all over the place. The effect only lasted one year. The last two years (if not more) I just take tramadol to not go into withdrawal. It gives no boost and makes me even more suicidal.
Withdrawing from tramadol puts me at a very high risk of committing suicide. Been there and it's a very, very dark place. I've read studies that tramadol has been found to put patients in withdrawal at a higher risk of committing suicide. Yep, I can vouch for that.
My only hope is withdrawing with the use of oxcarbazepine which I have read in studies that helps a lot. It's also a bipolar med, so perhaps it helps with the suicidal depression. I can also vouch that pregabalin helps A LOT in withdrawing, but my tolerance is too high as I use it every 2 weeks to come off tramadol for at least a day (yep, this is my FUN day as I get high and don't work and forget about being bound by tramadol. How's that for a sad and secluded life?).
I've lost a woman who would have given me the most precious gift in life. It's my fault. It's absolutely my fault. But believe you me, for a moment, I felt in love and I looked forward to planning my life. Now she's gone, and I'm here working on my business debating whether to sell it off for 6 figures, coming off tramadol, jump on some kind of psychiatric treatment (I do believe that methylphenidate can help me, especially Concerta) and starting my life again.
That, or continue working until I blow up, literally.
Damn, heartache on tramadol hurts twice as bad.
Please, do NOT get hooked on tramadol. Sure, some people see it as a kiddie drug since it ain't heroine, but this f*cker will grab you by the balls and twist them as it wants. Look for psychiatric help if you feel that tramadol helps you mentally. I'm actually convinced that a low dose of a selective AD like escitalopram with a time-release dose of methylphenidate or dexedrine (that new version with the amino acid attached) would be an awesome treatment with perhaps a low dose of some bipolar med like oxcarbazepine or even a trial of liothyronine (thyroid hormone) would help (I can vouch that T3 helps with depression and cuts the need for tramadol in half).
Stay away from tramadol addiction.
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