Stim-twitch edition
>First drug
>On anything right now
>ever had psychosis. If so describe?
>how have drugs impacted you
>how are you, user?
Stim-twitch edition
>First drug
>On anything right now
>ever had psychosis. If so describe?
>how have drugs impacted you
>how are you, user?
who here /out of drugs and the mail's not coming so you're resorting to garbage drugs like alcohol and nicotine/
I just wanna inject heroin into my eyeballs but cringe army doesn't let me KMS KMS KMS
A lot of clonazepam and 1mg of xanax
first drug was weed.
i'm just buzzed from a cigarette right now.
never had psychosis.
pot made my grades slip and made me apathetic to everything but i still smoke anyway.
not doing very good but i'm not going to quit because it's the only thing that distracts me from life.
>First drug
Alcohol
>On anything right now
Little weed
>ever had psychosis. If so describe?
Nope
>how have drugs impacted you
I don't know, they haven't really changed me as a person at all. Probably made me more lazy, but I always was
>how are you, user?
Not great, going nowhere fast
>not doing very good but i'm not going to quit because it's the only thing that distracts me from life.
Imagine if we didn't have drugs to at least escape for some hours from our pathetic lives... I understand you bro.
Sober, can't freely do drugs in my mom's house
Yee I guess you could call it psychosis, I took a tab of fake acid once and I have no clue what it was, it started off super intense with a scary come up where I was incredibly suggestible even to my own thoughts, I'd imagine one conversation where one character says one thing then that spirals into another imaginary conversation into another and so on, and I was very emotionally invested in each second.
At some point I caught on to how confused I was and started trying to "measure" things so I could start judging what's around me, I was really frustrated and confused till mom came into my room and handed me a cup of tea, I started measuring time by gauging how many times my brain scanned the environment and comparing that to how cold the tea has gotten.
Once I was able to reliably measure time I got the most godly sense of control I've ever felt, up until that point I was having a horrible time and negative demonic hallucinations, but once I grasped the arcane sorcery of an internal clock I felt unstoppable, I saw this as a testament to how I can survive any situation no matter how jumbled my apparent conscious is, that I'm the ultimate survival machine that spans way beyond my on demand cognitive capabilities.
I was going at mach ten designing all manner of new metrics to be able to make sense of what's around me, even though everything was getting physically warped I still managed to design a mental system to figure an estimation of constant values.
1/???
I then got into a call with a friend who was playing GTA SA on their phone, he was explaining to me what he was doing and how the NPCs were behaving, from his explanation of their behavior I thought that I could have a one on one connection with what's going on in their code and after a moment I got manic about telling him to kill all of the NPCs and put them out of their misery, I then wanted to span that idea to the real world and started debating homicide.
I don't remember much of the thought development I had after that other then that I went to the bathroom and saw myself in a mirror and was convinced that I died and that an alien warrior has descended into my body and a fragment of my soul bonded with him.
I was really manic about getting into fights and getting beaten for the rest of the trip, I even kept impersonating the alien warrior when I was playing Smash with my friend on the come down.
Other then that all of the hallucinations were demonic, I was never able to change them but I learnt to enjoy them.
2/???
>going nowhere fast
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