The Xanax Blackout - An Educating Experience. ...but still pretty damn funny.
Last year I started to get into benzos. I never had OD'd but something happened that night. I had a handful of peaches. Memory is fuzzy, but probably about 6-8? Anyway I chewed them up at 7pm looking forward to a relaxing blissfull night at the house while the dad and his gf are sleeping. Well about 20 minutes after that everything goes blank.
I wakup the next morning with a bad tummyake. After getting together information provided by my dads gf and single images I remember of the events that took place that night, what happened that night will follow.
7:00 I took the Xanax.
7:20 I lose consciousness. Everything that happens next is being done by a brain-dead sack of cucumbers.
7:40 I am on facebook telling ex-partners that I have been ignoring on purpose that I love them.
7:50 I raid the fridgerator and drink multiple beers. (with the Xanax, this will only make my acting MUCH worse.
8:20 I eat a whole box of newly bought benadryl. Why or how, I don't know. And there is Diphenhydramanine in the benadryl, which can also be used to get high, but it is a very sloppy, brain-dead high. So now I have 3 different substances in me. Which by themselves can cause me to be.... Not in the right state of mind, not to mention all 3, and the effects of the 3 counteracting with each other would be very... Interesting... In principle. (but in reality screws your world UP). Anyway, back to the timeline.
9:00 I have a short 2 second memory of falling back in my computer chair, cracking it.
9:30 I have a short second memory of looking in my closet, while my dads gf (will call her W from now on) outside my room through the doorway looking at me. W asked what I was doing, and I said (in my memory I sounded completely sober, but I bet I was mumbling like a drunk Sylvester Stallone.) Anyway, I said I was searching for a Sham-Wow for school tomorrow. (It was summer when this happened)
9:30-10:30 I was told I walking in circles talking about Fred (who the f#*k is Fred?) and screaming for Sham-Wow to come in blue.
11:00 I have a short memory of being on my laptop with a NEW big bag of Doritos. The $4 ones.(which I looked for the next day, turns out I ate ALL of them... What a pig). Anyway, my memory claims that I looked completely sober and normal while doing all of this. Also while I'm internetzing it up, (or just sitting there mumbling to myself while staring at the Bubbles on my Windows 7 screensaver), W is on the couch watching tv while also watching over me so I don't fall over and die.
--This is it for the "Documented" timeline, but I have a lot more flashes of memories and and short events that took place while I was under the influence.--
11:00 AM I wake up and my stomach hurts. Not a gas hurt or casual stomach pain, but It was like I really f#*ked something up kind of pain. This lasted for 2-3 days.
That's all I know that happened with a semi-certain time. Here are the "unknown time" events. Enjoy!
I remember being in the medicine cabinet dragging out bottles of pills, and my dad and W catching me and going like WTF are you doing!! (he has no relocation of this as he's a severe drunk, and knows just as much as me.)
I remember many, many (8+) beer cans being in my room, over my computer, in my bed, in the sock drawer, crushed and taped to my dogs back with scotch tape. Many, (if not all?) with pink benadryl coloring around the lip of the can.
I remember flashes of being in the floor of my room tearing open the benadryl box. I don't remember taking the pills though. Eventhough there were 24ish in the box.
I remember talking to myself multiple times, and when W asked what I was saying, I said, "It's ok, it's just Sham-Wow turning dinosaur, OK?!"
There might have been a few more recolations of the event hidden in my brain somewhere, but even the ones I do remember did not come to me until days, even weeks, after the incident.
I did get a slight chewing out, but did not get in any serious trouble. Probably because I did lie and say the reason for all of this was that I took something to help me sleep and it interacted badly with my body and caused me to blackout and act foolishly.
I will never be so stupid to dose that high with Xanax again. (atleast on purpose) That was the last time I did Xanax, almost a year ago, but I don't think it will be the last.
If you took the time to read this, please take this from it, if anything. Do not overdo your recreational use of substances. It can be fun, but fun has a thin line to being disaster. My dads girlfriend, W, was scared out of her mind for hours while she babysat me, not knowing if I would be permenatly brain damaged or fall over and die at any moment.
Be safe. Be Smart. Be... Flying. %)
*If any of this violates any rules please edit/delete it at your discretion and I apologize.*
Thank you,
-ShAnX101
Last year I started to get into benzos. I never had OD'd but something happened that night. I had a handful of peaches. Memory is fuzzy, but probably about 6-8? Anyway I chewed them up at 7pm looking forward to a relaxing blissfull night at the house while the dad and his gf are sleeping. Well about 20 minutes after that everything goes blank.
I wakup the next morning with a bad tummyake. After getting together information provided by my dads gf and single images I remember of the events that took place that night, what happened that night will follow.
7:00 I took the Xanax.
7:20 I lose consciousness. Everything that happens next is being done by a brain-dead sack of cucumbers.
7:40 I am on facebook telling ex-partners that I have been ignoring on purpose that I love them.
7:50 I raid the fridgerator and drink multiple beers. (with the Xanax, this will only make my acting MUCH worse.
8:20 I eat a whole box of newly bought benadryl. Why or how, I don't know. And there is Diphenhydramanine in the benadryl, which can also be used to get high, but it is a very sloppy, brain-dead high. So now I have 3 different substances in me. Which by themselves can cause me to be.... Not in the right state of mind, not to mention all 3, and the effects of the 3 counteracting with each other would be very... Interesting... In principle. (but in reality screws your world UP). Anyway, back to the timeline.
9:00 I have a short 2 second memory of falling back in my computer chair, cracking it.
9:30 I have a short second memory of looking in my closet, while my dads gf (will call her W from now on) outside my room through the doorway looking at me. W asked what I was doing, and I said (in my memory I sounded completely sober, but I bet I was mumbling like a drunk Sylvester Stallone.) Anyway, I said I was searching for a Sham-Wow for school tomorrow. (It was summer when this happened)
9:30-10:30 I was told I walking in circles talking about Fred (who the f#*k is Fred?) and screaming for Sham-Wow to come in blue.
11:00 I have a short memory of being on my laptop with a NEW big bag of Doritos. The $4 ones.(which I looked for the next day, turns out I ate ALL of them... What a pig). Anyway, my memory claims that I looked completely sober and normal while doing all of this. Also while I'm internetzing it up, (or just sitting there mumbling to myself while staring at the Bubbles on my Windows 7 screensaver), W is on the couch watching tv while also watching over me so I don't fall over and die.
--This is it for the "Documented" timeline, but I have a lot more flashes of memories and and short events that took place while I was under the influence.--
11:00 AM I wake up and my stomach hurts. Not a gas hurt or casual stomach pain, but It was like I really f#*ked something up kind of pain. This lasted for 2-3 days.
That's all I know that happened with a semi-certain time. Here are the "unknown time" events. Enjoy!
I remember being in the medicine cabinet dragging out bottles of pills, and my dad and W catching me and going like WTF are you doing!! (he has no relocation of this as he's a severe drunk, and knows just as much as me.)
I remember many, many (8+) beer cans being in my room, over my computer, in my bed, in the sock drawer, crushed and taped to my dogs back with scotch tape. Many, (if not all?) with pink benadryl coloring around the lip of the can.
I remember flashes of being in the floor of my room tearing open the benadryl box. I don't remember taking the pills though. Eventhough there were 24ish in the box.
I remember talking to myself multiple times, and when W asked what I was saying, I said, "It's ok, it's just Sham-Wow turning dinosaur, OK?!"
There might have been a few more recolations of the event hidden in my brain somewhere, but even the ones I do remember did not come to me until days, even weeks, after the incident.
I did get a slight chewing out, but did not get in any serious trouble. Probably because I did lie and say the reason for all of this was that I took something to help me sleep and it interacted badly with my body and caused me to blackout and act foolishly.
I will never be so stupid to dose that high with Xanax again. (atleast on purpose) That was the last time I did Xanax, almost a year ago, but I don't think it will be the last.
If you took the time to read this, please take this from it, if anything. Do not overdo your recreational use of substances. It can be fun, but fun has a thin line to being disaster. My dads girlfriend, W, was scared out of her mind for hours while she babysat me, not knowing if I would be permenatly brain damaged or fall over and die at any moment.
Be safe. Be Smart. Be... Flying. %)
*If any of this violates any rules please edit/delete it at your discretion and I apologize.*
Thank you,
-ShAnX101
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