rb_drifter
Greenlighter
Basically this started around 3 years ago.
Used to smoke a lot of weed and take a fair amount of pills and mdma. I don't smoke weed at all anymore and haven't done so for around 3 years. Dabbled in mdma a couple of times since, but only about 3 times, the last time being nearly a year ago.
Anyway, had a night out, drank a lot, had about 7 medium strength pills (ecstasy), then went back to a small gathering at a house, smoked lots weed and had a big line of ketamine. Now, there was people there I had only met that night, and the concoction of drugs/ alcohol made me get very anxious and have paranoia. To be honest it was messy and I was fucked. There was a girl there that kept asking if i wanted a lift home (about 5am at this point) I just kept saying no it's ok, i'll find my own way etc. Due to my mind being fucked by a combination of all the drugs coupled with the fact I was feeling very paranoid and anxious in the environment I was in, I completely missed the point that this girl was in fact trying to come on to me, and see if I wanted to go back for some sexy fun time. (I found this out the next day)
Probably 2 hours later, I woke up on a sofa feeling grim. There was 2 other lads in the room (that I didn't know, but were there on the night) on the floor still awake, smoking weed. They thought I was still asleep, but I was in fact lying there with my eyes closed with my head just spinning. There were giggling and joking, making jokes and allusions to the fact that I must be gay. I was at this point just getting it clear in my head what had happened earlier. For some reason this sparked something in my head, like a very odd pyschotic feeling of weird paranoia, and soon after this I just got up and left the house and went back to mine. I had it in my head that everyone now thought I was gay, people I just met, people I didn't even know etc, being overly paranoid. There was a couple of old friends of mine that were out on the night, and were mates with the 2 lads in that room. So I was thinking in my head everyone would tell everyone and so on.
Just to clarify this now, I am not gay, always been attracted to women, and currently have a long term girlfriend, but I didn't at the time. Every time people used the word gay, or other similar terms, it just put this very strange, indescribable feeling in my head and made me very uncomfortable, all relating back that incident. I'm sure people can see it, and that makes it even worse.
I stopped smoking weed completely after that, and stopped the mdma/ pills for a long time. I'm sure it's had an affect on talking to certain people, and how I behave in group situations (more introverted and quiet), and has got me very paranoid on occasions since when in larger groups etc.
It has got a lot better in recent times, and I sometimes I almost just force myself to think that its just completely stupid, and it's all in my head, and this does seem to work for a while, basically making me how I used to be (i'm guessing my general mood is a lot better in these times anyway). But there are still times when I do think about it, and it definitely affects me. For example, working with a new bunch of people (say 5 blokes, non of whom that i've known previously). I love getting involved in all the banter and having a laugh, and always have done, but at certain times will get on onslaught of some quite fierce paranoia. If there happens to be a conversation about homosexuals or something, I will get that strange feeling again, and be thinking that they all think i'm gay etc. Someone has even come up to me afterwards and jokingly said 'don't worry, we all know you're gay' . I just don't know how to react to it, I never know what to say, and go all 'weird' again. So in their eyes, which I can understand completely, they probably think I am. It's just a vicious circle.
Now i've got a serious girlfriend, which has helped me massively just in general, I feel more comfortable in talking to new people, and can go back to having a good laugh with people and forming new friendships. However, that underlying episode is still there.
I just wanted to share this with people on here and ultimately would be grateful for some feedback. I've never explained this story like I have now to absolutely anyone, so you should all feel blessed haha. It has been pretty relieving to actually explain it and get it off my chest, i've just never had the bottle to before with anyone, as I just think they will think i'm being an idiot or whatever.
Sorry for the essay!
Just to add, I did go to the doctor about 2 years ago and just described problems of feeling down , and slightly depressed (nothing like the story above!), and was prescribed citalopram. Took them for about 4 - 5 months I think it was. Felt as though they did absolutely fuck
Used to smoke a lot of weed and take a fair amount of pills and mdma. I don't smoke weed at all anymore and haven't done so for around 3 years. Dabbled in mdma a couple of times since, but only about 3 times, the last time being nearly a year ago.
Anyway, had a night out, drank a lot, had about 7 medium strength pills (ecstasy), then went back to a small gathering at a house, smoked lots weed and had a big line of ketamine. Now, there was people there I had only met that night, and the concoction of drugs/ alcohol made me get very anxious and have paranoia. To be honest it was messy and I was fucked. There was a girl there that kept asking if i wanted a lift home (about 5am at this point) I just kept saying no it's ok, i'll find my own way etc. Due to my mind being fucked by a combination of all the drugs coupled with the fact I was feeling very paranoid and anxious in the environment I was in, I completely missed the point that this girl was in fact trying to come on to me, and see if I wanted to go back for some sexy fun time. (I found this out the next day)
Probably 2 hours later, I woke up on a sofa feeling grim. There was 2 other lads in the room (that I didn't know, but were there on the night) on the floor still awake, smoking weed. They thought I was still asleep, but I was in fact lying there with my eyes closed with my head just spinning. There were giggling and joking, making jokes and allusions to the fact that I must be gay. I was at this point just getting it clear in my head what had happened earlier. For some reason this sparked something in my head, like a very odd pyschotic feeling of weird paranoia, and soon after this I just got up and left the house and went back to mine. I had it in my head that everyone now thought I was gay, people I just met, people I didn't even know etc, being overly paranoid. There was a couple of old friends of mine that were out on the night, and were mates with the 2 lads in that room. So I was thinking in my head everyone would tell everyone and so on.
Just to clarify this now, I am not gay, always been attracted to women, and currently have a long term girlfriend, but I didn't at the time. Every time people used the word gay, or other similar terms, it just put this very strange, indescribable feeling in my head and made me very uncomfortable, all relating back that incident. I'm sure people can see it, and that makes it even worse.
I stopped smoking weed completely after that, and stopped the mdma/ pills for a long time. I'm sure it's had an affect on talking to certain people, and how I behave in group situations (more introverted and quiet), and has got me very paranoid on occasions since when in larger groups etc.
It has got a lot better in recent times, and I sometimes I almost just force myself to think that its just completely stupid, and it's all in my head, and this does seem to work for a while, basically making me how I used to be (i'm guessing my general mood is a lot better in these times anyway). But there are still times when I do think about it, and it definitely affects me. For example, working with a new bunch of people (say 5 blokes, non of whom that i've known previously). I love getting involved in all the banter and having a laugh, and always have done, but at certain times will get on onslaught of some quite fierce paranoia. If there happens to be a conversation about homosexuals or something, I will get that strange feeling again, and be thinking that they all think i'm gay etc. Someone has even come up to me afterwards and jokingly said 'don't worry, we all know you're gay' . I just don't know how to react to it, I never know what to say, and go all 'weird' again. So in their eyes, which I can understand completely, they probably think I am. It's just a vicious circle.
Now i've got a serious girlfriend, which has helped me massively just in general, I feel more comfortable in talking to new people, and can go back to having a good laugh with people and forming new friendships. However, that underlying episode is still there.
I just wanted to share this with people on here and ultimately would be grateful for some feedback. I've never explained this story like I have now to absolutely anyone, so you should all feel blessed haha. It has been pretty relieving to actually explain it and get it off my chest, i've just never had the bottle to before with anyone, as I just think they will think i'm being an idiot or whatever.
Sorry for the essay!
Just to add, I did go to the doctor about 2 years ago and just described problems of feeling down , and slightly depressed (nothing like the story above!), and was prescribed citalopram. Took them for about 4 - 5 months I think it was. Felt as though they did absolutely fuck
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