thizzin' since 98
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who specializes in mdma & recreational drugs but I can't find anything but rehab bullshit.
do I look for a toxicologist?
i've already tried a neurologist, but I had to explain to Mr. Muhammad from the University of Baghdad (1970), what ecstasy was...what a fucking joke...honestly.
can I get an American doctor please?
two days will mark 8 months of suffering. 8 months of dread and anxiety. 8 months of confusion. I will never know what was in that Blue Rolex, speckled, ink/chalk melted onto your hands, consumed on January 22nd, 2010, purchased in the Inland Empire.
the thing I don't understand, is how come my memory hasn't returned. 8 months seems like more then enough time to recover most of my short term memory.
i had absolutely no anxiety and no history of depression of any sort. i could drink, get smashed be fine. i had mild anxiety only when smoking weed. rolled, rolled, and rolled, each time better then the next. things just don't add up.
now my life is a rollercoaster. i honestly have anxiety 24/7, have an almost constant inter-monologue (anxiety induced), at times feel absolutely no love toward my girlfriend of 10 months, or even my father. but my depression comes and goes. life is normally alright, i'll laugh, carry on conversations, go out with friends, but it's still no where close to the same. and then, there are times where everything is just lame as fuck, that's the only way i can describe it. tv is boring, video games are boring, eating is boring, the internet is boring, just so odd and disconnected.
my life has done a complete 360, just set off from one pill, 8 months ago? shouldn't I have significantly recovered by now?
i have friends doing tabs on the weekends, rolling during the week, smoking bowls all day everyday, getting smashed off handles of vodka and whiskey, and you honestly, wouldn't know they did any of that unless you hung out with them.
and then there is me. plagued in this dark whole. i tried playing a few games of beer pong the another night, felt a slight head change (buzz) coming on, and it immediatly set of a mild panic attack, started going numb, felt extremely lightheaded, had to excuse myself, walk away from my game, drink water and play games on my iphone until it slightly wore off. i still felt shaky even when going to bed later that night.
and we were only playing 6 cup, with cups filled 1/4. :/ normally i'd start feeling happy and relaxed. not anymore.
is this really something I just have to ride out? i'm 18 years old and have honestly thrown my entire 18th year out the window, ill be 19 in november. my memory is trash.
do I look for a toxicologist?
i've already tried a neurologist, but I had to explain to Mr. Muhammad from the University of Baghdad (1970), what ecstasy was...what a fucking joke...honestly.
can I get an American doctor please?
two days will mark 8 months of suffering. 8 months of dread and anxiety. 8 months of confusion. I will never know what was in that Blue Rolex, speckled, ink/chalk melted onto your hands, consumed on January 22nd, 2010, purchased in the Inland Empire.
the thing I don't understand, is how come my memory hasn't returned. 8 months seems like more then enough time to recover most of my short term memory.
i had absolutely no anxiety and no history of depression of any sort. i could drink, get smashed be fine. i had mild anxiety only when smoking weed. rolled, rolled, and rolled, each time better then the next. things just don't add up.
now my life is a rollercoaster. i honestly have anxiety 24/7, have an almost constant inter-monologue (anxiety induced), at times feel absolutely no love toward my girlfriend of 10 months, or even my father. but my depression comes and goes. life is normally alright, i'll laugh, carry on conversations, go out with friends, but it's still no where close to the same. and then, there are times where everything is just lame as fuck, that's the only way i can describe it. tv is boring, video games are boring, eating is boring, the internet is boring, just so odd and disconnected.
my life has done a complete 360, just set off from one pill, 8 months ago? shouldn't I have significantly recovered by now?
i have friends doing tabs on the weekends, rolling during the week, smoking bowls all day everyday, getting smashed off handles of vodka and whiskey, and you honestly, wouldn't know they did any of that unless you hung out with them.
and then there is me. plagued in this dark whole. i tried playing a few games of beer pong the another night, felt a slight head change (buzz) coming on, and it immediatly set of a mild panic attack, started going numb, felt extremely lightheaded, had to excuse myself, walk away from my game, drink water and play games on my iphone until it slightly wore off. i still felt shaky even when going to bed later that night.
and we were only playing 6 cup, with cups filled 1/4. :/ normally i'd start feeling happy and relaxed. not anymore.
is this really something I just have to ride out? i'm 18 years old and have honestly thrown my entire 18th year out the window, ill be 19 in november. my memory is trash.