your benzo amnesia stories..

[AbraMontague]

This happened last night...
I get to the party pretty late (2AM) so I eat half of a xanax bar and start chugging down beer. I also had an eight of some killer dank so I started smoking that about every 30 minutes or so. Eventually, around 4:30PM, I decide that I am not fucked up enough (yeah right) and snort another half of a bar. I drink another beer or two and sit down and that's when everything went downhill.
I had the worst spinning/floating sensation ever. All told I probably only had 6-8 beers and 1mg xanax (swallowed) and .5mg xanax (snorted) and lots of bud. But seriously I could not walk in a straight line for anything. I remember one of my friends telling me that I wasn't going to drive home and to sleep on their couch. He had been drinking before I got to the party so he had more like 12+ beers before he even took the bar I gave him. Anyways, after I snorted that last bit, I had to puke within about 10 minutes. I came back and crashed on the couch. I remember only bits and pieces after that. There was still people there.
I remember before I snorted the last half bar that I was talking to this guy's girlfriend (he was a cornball and she just came over and sat next to me when he went inside). Of course, he came out 5 minutes later and left and so she did too (and no, I couldn't have remembered her name if it was written on her forehead). The only other thing I remember was that this nasty slut was hooking up with like 5 different guys one after another. No amount of xanax could have made me get in on this, but if I would have, at least I could have blamed the totem poles.
It wasn't really anything too funny I guess. I spent all day today barely able to get out of bed since I took the bars so late at night (2AM and 4AM). I drank a beer or three around lunch time and didn't get off the couch till 7PM.
The moral of the story: It doesn't take much of a benzo when you are drinking to just black the fuck out and do stupid shit.

 

[DigitalTweak]

Ok i have a few benzo amnesia stories they are all short tho cuz i what i know about them my friends told me and one that happened to my friend.
Over the course of the day i took 10mgs of k-pins and was really messed up, i was having trouble walking so i called in to work to say i couldnt make it in, i worked at a grocery store bagging grocerys and felt there was no way i could possily do my job that day. When i called they said i had to come in, i told them some bullshit like i was throwing up and they still said i had to come in. ( a side note:me + klonopins= beligerant asshole) Anyway i told them off with all the profanity known to man and they fired me and i was like no you dont i quit... So the next day i was susposed to work, 2 days later, i showed up not remembering that i told them off and quit. I got banned from all shaws supermarkets for the rest of my life.
This is the one about my friend. It was his first time with a benzo of any kind. He took 4mgs of klonopin and drank about a 5th, he is an alacholic. That night he made a move on a guy friend of ours, we are all guys, and offered to give him a handjob. I thought he was joking because he had never seemed gay before at all. After the guy smacked him in the face my friend told me and my girlfriend that he was gay and had been since he was in 7th grade, he also got naked and pretended to hump my dog, had me drive him to his parents house so he could go steal all there alachol, fell down stairs, cryed. He was a mess. 2 days later when i talked to him he asked what he did that night. I told him and violently denied being gay and said he would never do that stuff he did but i explained benzos have strange effects of people. Anyway he still denies being gay but the truth came out and i know he is, he is just afraid of what people will think and his dad kicking his ass. sorry for all the spelling errors.

 

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I know I have one, I just can't remember what it is.

 

[MultistateOffender]

I broke into jail... my friend got arrested because we were dancing in the streets and when the cops showed up they found weed on him... so in my state of mind i thought it would be fun to go see him, so i had my gf drive me up to the jail, i snuck into the jail, made it as far as the next door before some pig asked me what the hell i was doing... somehow i didnt get arrested, i told them some bullshit story, but of course i can't remember it...

 

[HYDRO_CHRONIC]

i forgot to add
please list WHICH benzo you took along with the dose you took
come on now you MODS have to have some stories

 

[Soul-Glo]

Ok, I think that I have the story to end all stories, might take a hot second to get through, but bear with me, because it is definetly intertaining...
Ok, I had stumbled across like 10 xanax bars, and being the nice guy that I am, gave 3 of them to my roommate. This was at like 5 in the afternoon, and as soon as I handed them to him, he immediatly popped all 3 of them in his mouth. I knew this was gonna be an interesting evening just by this, as my roomie didnt even really smoke weed, much less pop benzos. So anyways, he also had like a half gallon of some cheap ass whiskey that he had been saving for a rainy day. So he begins to start chugging whiskey. I leave and come back like 2 hrs later to find him completly shitfaced, saying how he wanted to funnel some whiskey. So I go up to my girls room and get the beer bong for him, come back down and he proceeds to funnel, no lie atleast a fifth of that shit...after this he proceeds to fall back in his chair and pass out. So I leave to go to a party, and proceed to eat like a half an eigth of some mushroomies...I come back in at about 2 in the morning and try and get in the door but I cant, something is blockin it.. I look down at the floor and my roomates pony-tail is stickin out from under the door. I finally get into the room, and push his fat ass outta the way, but doing this wakes him up. This dude is soooooo fucking wasted that he takes his computer, slams it on the floor, and just starts yelling like some kinda wild animal...Keep in mind that I am tripping my balls off at this point, so i really dont know whats goin on, im just laughing my ass off. Anyways, i dont really know what to do so I go and get the R.A. who then calls the cops.While im getting the R.A. the bastard has the nerve to actually take a piss in my clothes basket that was sitting on the floor. The cops come and just abuse the hell outta him...Hes cussing and spitting and swinging at the cops, so they cuff him up and slam him face first onto the floor and knock him out..Then they get a stretcherand strap him to it and wheel him off. I was whiggin out at this point, so I leave and go stay in my girls room for the night, and I come back in the morning to find him sitting at his desk. As soon as i come in, hes like "Dude, what the hell happened last night?" The best thing is, is that someone on my hall busted out the video camera, so we have the whole second half of the ordeal on tape, its classic shit....
Sorry this took so long, but I thought yall would find it intertaning

 

[OperatesHeavyMachinery]

obviously we can't get a play-by-play so let's retrace back from the morning after.
Woke up on my friend's floor, vaguely remembering going to a festival with 12mg xanax.
Pocket check: no more benzos.. did I share? Knowing my personality.. unlikely.
Body check: bruises all over. Feet, oh my fucking god.. what has happened to my feet? Coated in mud. Fucked up brand new shoes. Agonizing pain with each step. Take off sock: broken big toe.. purple and fucked. Huge fucking blisters. Jesus.
Wait.. how did I get here? Did I walk? Their pad is miles from the festival (at least 5) and it's really heinous traffic with a few bridges and general nastiness. But judging from the soreness of my feet I definitely did some walking.
What the fuck?
Questioning begins:
"Dude, we lost you.."
"You fucking lost me?"
"Yeah, asshole, you ran off. We saw you bust your ass on the concrete. Man, classic. Head fucking first. BAM!! Didn't even look like you cared. Stayed there for a minute, then got up like nothing happened. Fucking classic."
"Then what happened?"
"Man you just vanished into the crowd. We looked for you forever."
"How did I get here?"
"K (an ex) dropped you off"
"What the fuck?"
"She said she saw you walking on the road next to our apartments.. only you were going the wrong way. She picked you up and brought you here, and you passed out on the couch."
"Holy fuck.. I walked that far?"
"Must have. It was pretty fucking late. We were all almost sober by then."
"Jesus."
"You were mumbling about getting run over, and then you just passed out on our floor. We covered you up."
"That explains the toe."
"Man, easy on the bars bro.."