Mojofilter
April 22nd, 2014, 02:01 AM
Tonight I finally realized that ive hit rock bottom.. my life is pretty much rock bottom anyways but this time its bad. It all started out when i was 11 and took pills from my dads pill bottles, benzos and amphetamines mostly. It all gotworse from there, i had a hallucinogens/dissociatives phase which really messed with my already schizoid mind. In the past year, ive done "bennies" 3 or 4 times a week. They are pretty muxh cotton rods soaked with a drug very similar to meth.
Anyways, it sucked every time i did it. It was a cheap buzz and a comedown from hell. Since i got caught up in that ive been to the psych ward 4 times sincd july, which did nothing at all to help me. Ive been to an IOP program twice, not my thing.
I know i can get out of tgis pit without help from bottom of the barrel clinicians who throw antipsychotics and ssris in my face. But im 15, and my parents and the hospital ultimately decide what happens to me.
I did bennies yesterday, and i almost dies from the vasoconstriction and tachycardia. But the messed up thing is, i was used to almost dying, becausd i came very close to death 3 or 4 times a week.
I'm also very cynical and schizoid, lack the emotions thst most other "mentally ill" people my age have. I just take out all my feelings on my parents, my wall, my door, my knuckles, because it all translates to an extreme hatred of existence.
So, anyone relate? I know my post is scrambled becausd ive been up for 2 days and im typing on my phone at 3am
Anyways, it sucked every time i did it. It was a cheap buzz and a comedown from hell. Since i got caught up in that ive been to the psych ward 4 times sincd july, which did nothing at all to help me. Ive been to an IOP program twice, not my thing.
I know i can get out of tgis pit without help from bottom of the barrel clinicians who throw antipsychotics and ssris in my face. But im 15, and my parents and the hospital ultimately decide what happens to me.
I did bennies yesterday, and i almost dies from the vasoconstriction and tachycardia. But the messed up thing is, i was used to almost dying, becausd i came very close to death 3 or 4 times a week.
I'm also very cynical and schizoid, lack the emotions thst most other "mentally ill" people my age have. I just take out all my feelings on my parents, my wall, my door, my knuckles, because it all translates to an extreme hatred of existence.
So, anyone relate? I know my post is scrambled becausd ive been up for 2 days and im typing on my phone at 3am