12.16.2008

Drugs for thought

(image from Something* Creative)
Has that planted a seed in your head? Or are you not affected by thoughts like this? Things like this used to go through my head every second of every day at the speed of light thanks to a drug induced psychosis. Every thought felt so plausible that to this day I'm not entirely sure my head was just making things up. It turned my whole world upside-down. It was like everything I knew to be was shat on with the fury of a thousand suns. In literally a second it was like someone changed the filter on my lens. I felt the change (maybe because I was rolling face, but that's besides the point) in the atmospheric pressure around my world.
I started seeing the people I had been hanging out with in a new, ugly, ugly light. I thought they had been monitoring me, had put cameras in my house, tampered with my things, planted drugs in my house and car, and drugged and raped me in my sleep. The worst part was, though, was that some of the things I was thinking could totally have happened. A few weeks before this I had lost my car keys at the mall. The 'friend' I was with didn't seem interested in helping me find them, and kept persuading me to just let it go and leave. So I did. A few days later I noticed one of my key chains on her set of keys, and yet another key chain of mine on another 'friends' set of keys. This meant absolutely nothing to me until that night. Every single thing that people had said and done around me that I found strange or out of place became clips in my head that fell into their place in the movie of my life (or so I thought). I'd go into more detail, but trust me, it's a long story. Maybe I'll write a book if enough people are interested :D haha.

Now, how can a drug like ecstasy, that makes you feel soooooooo good do something soooooo bad? I knew it was melting my brain or putting holes in it, but psychosis? Isn't that for people who take too many hallucinogens? Well, apparently not. It isn't a well-known fact, but paranoia and ecstasy seem to go hand-in-hand for many people, especially if you already have a mental condition, or a condition just waiting to spread it's wings and fly you off to lala land (a.ka. a psyche ward). I'm sure my previous coke habit, habitual marijuana use, and dxm trips didn't help things one bit, either.
Normally, these affects should just go away, like this guy's did when he stopped smoking pot (for a little bit). I mean, seriously, 40,000!?!? and his paranoia and anxiety subsided after ditching dubies? Well, shit. Why hasn't mine, then? I stopped smoking as well after a month or so of freaking the fuck out and putting two-and-two together, but it's been close to a year of being clean and sober and the paranoid wheels of my mind keep on turnin. Granted I can go a day without a thought, but, when i'm lying in bed attempting sleep, they come creeping back.

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