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lensoils · 1 year
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belderchal · 2 years
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NEEDY GIRL OVERDOSE
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mantisgodsdomain · 4 months
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We should bring back low% time travel at some point it has some INCREDIBLY interesting intersections of knowledge. Timeline where they've never been back to Snakemouth Den since their first expedition, have NO IDEA about any of Leif's Request, have never so much as ventured NEAR the Underground Tavern let alone used any of the Medals, have never once spoken to Maki beyond a handful of lines in the Swamplands, probably don't even know what a Yin is, and then get shunted back in time to relive their entire adventure with no fucking context beyond the path they went on last time.
#we speak#context: bug fables time travel au where they completed like. the Absolute Minimum required content to finish the game before time travel#did they complete the chapter bosses? yep. did they finish the main plot? absolutely. did they finish a SINGLE sidequest? no.#this au time travels back Everyone With Magic so hoaxe also has time travel knowledge but he has Significantly More Context#thinkin abt it again while tinkering with febuwhump plans just bc like. hey we could use that for things#also bc of timelines like “fuck around a tower for a year. world ends. time travel. you have no clue what happened.”#and fun notable timeline changes like “they actually get sent back like a week before canon events”#“which means like a week of both kabbu and vi worrying about if the other remembers them to the point that other people notice”#and then vi in particular (didnt tell anyone fuck shit for the entire previous timeline) (planning on not telling anyone shit to save face)#gets bullied into returning to the tavern specifically bc people are Worried About Her after a week of her Worrying and being off meds#(the meds are painkillers. for Hive Agonies. avoided in prev timeline bc Oh No What If They Judge Me For Not Liking Being In Pain)#(and also the getting them through illegal means but tbh. the fact that she got them illegally barely even registers to her)#(at no point in time has she had access to perscription level painkillers through normal means shes just like)#(worried about how she'll be perceived if they know that shes taken Drugs To Not Be In Abject Pain When The Agonies Are Bad)
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halinski · 2 years
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I havent been having blood soaked nightmares every night with the 2 anti-depressant + 1 anti-convulsant combo and I need to like print that on a poster somewhere as a daily reminder bc i already forgot how bad the nightmares used to be (bc the other sleeping problems are exhausting enough). It turns out when you silence a problem IT DOES NOT HELP YOU AT ALL and I'm so glad i actually made a post about it on a secret blog that someone occasionally likes to remind me of it so I dont give up on the meds bc like "well I'm not sleeping well anyway" but y'know at least the bloody horror dreams are only in my memories and in my waking moments now (intrusive thoughts or whatevrr theyre called), and I only have uncomfortable nightmares and not completely berserk ones
This is just a reminder to myself that I am going to schedule like once a month idk so I never try to go off my night meds (2 of the above mentioned meds). Can you believe that i went for 17 years in my life not knowing what real sleep felt like and then went another.... 9 years just accepting that I would never sleep right bc no one believed me until I finally found a person who was like "you have a very weird disorder actually, let's actually try medication"
I keep going back and forth on giving the man some chocolates from the homeland bc ~anxiety~
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lildoodlenoodle · 4 months
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For 2024:
1. I want to pass all my classes
2. have the biggest drama in my life be who’s dating who and who’s talking shit about who
3. maybe have some time to do some crafts/writing/drawing every now and then
4. as a bonus get some answers for medical problems
But most importantly, this year better be fucking boring
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Welcome to my slice of heroin induced hell
well, I wish it were heroin fueled instead, but I seem to have found myself in the worst possible place for someone who wants to self destruct and get high; my mothers house. I went to bed wanting to use, and woke up in the same mindset. I decided maybe if I remind myself how bad I was, it would help the craving go away. I really should know better by now. I opened the "reddit" app, if you want a bunch of ex drug addicts to praise you for just barely surviving the day/week/year/decade, its a great place to go. I pulled up my go to "before" picture of me in the mirror of my gross apartment bathroom. I had taken the picture about two years prior one morning after doing lines of dope all night. I wanted to see if I looked sober enough for work.. of course I did! pinned, red eyes paired with a skinny sunken face and birkins under my eyes, who would ever know!
okay enough with the sarcasm cause this shit does get dark and I like to deflect. I typed out the typical "thankful for a year sober" which is SUCH a reach. I guess my post was honest, I just left out the part where I slept with a disgusting man twice my age in the recent past. I think the worst part of it all was he didn't even force or pressure me. I completely willingly slept with this disgusting man because I was so freaking happy that he had brought me dope. I don't know why but my trauma only seems to make me want to cause myself more. 3 months ago I took alittle too much Xanax. Benzos were the only thing keeping me off opiates, and I was prescribed a small dose of klonopin so I didn't have to worry about drug screens. Well one night I took an un regulated, pressed Xanax bar and my inhibitions disappeared and were replaced by a slight floaty, happy feeling, along with slight leg cramps that always seem to come with my benzo high (has anyone else experienced this?). Everything was going okay, good even. I was high, had found a new boy/dealer to hangout with (lets call him W), and on top of it all I seemed to actually be functioning.. maybe I could just be a functional user. the ridiculousness of that statement, while apparent, will absolutely not stop me from trying. I could tell the third day when I woke up at Ws house that he was sick of me. im usually painfully self aware, however without any inhibitions, that's a hard act to keep up. I had taken more bars than I could count and drank a few glasses of wine. If I was with my normal breed of scumbag, it wouldn't have mattered. W, however, was the most functioning addict I had ever met. I know he took me somewhere nice, and I know I embarrassed myself as usual, but I was thankful my brain had decided I didn't need to know exactly how. I didn't push myself to stay the night, he seemed to want me to. I didn't have sex with him though, I had been trying to be less trashy. maybe the reason nothing was working out for me was because I was sleeping with them too soon... it couldn't possibly have anything to do with the fact that I preferred to live in a state of numb, ignorant drug induced bliss.
W was over me and It was obvious. nothing like the look of someone regretting being with you to make you feel like shit. I had seen this too many times before. He drove me home as soon as he could without being rude, at this point I just wanted to get away from the awkward tension and when he said "bye", I knew I had screwed it up. Maybe that was a trigger for me, its funny how the most obvious concepts usually take the longest for me to grasp. I immediately knew who id call; someone so infatuated with me that I couldn't possibly feel unwanted, plus, he was one of my few remaining friends who I knew would bring me heroin. I texted him and asked him to get a ride over, I wasn't worried about my mom finding out. I had snuck W over a few nights prior, and I was sure I had it down.
In order to finish this, im going to cry alittle.alot of this is very traumatic for me. I have BPD as well as severe anxiety and possible cptsd im not going to do that right now because my audience is 0. on the off chance someone comes across this, thank you for reading. this is as honest an account of heroin addiction that you can find. trying to heal means admitting this stuff.
everything in this post is ALLEGED
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mymp3 · 2 years
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ariesisms · 2 years
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takes ten mg of adderall to help me ge through the 3.5 hours of work i still have to do. immediately becomes so sleepy i cant see
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abysslll · 2 years
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because i am an idiot i am continuing to read the fic. expect crying
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xx-y0sh1-xx · 2 years
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right now i am daydreaming about my 2 best friends lisdexamfetamine and tetrahydrocannabinol 😔😔😭
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malwarewolf404 · 2 years
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Whenever I have some stupid headache I can’t shake even after drinking caffeine and taking excedrin I know EXACTLY what’s causing it…
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…it’s the fact that I’m a homosexual who likes brain damage.
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guh where are my hosputal meds
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xxsosamarleyxx · 2 months
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Kpins 🤤🤤
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stellaralignment · 6 months
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I was at the point where I was preparing to commit federal crimes to get my perscriptions, with my pharmacy swearing up and down they don't have them and they need the doc to re-send them, and the doc's phone line not being fixed and still saying they're out for thanksgiving and they'll re-open friday morning, when all of a sudden my favorite nurse calls me back and I'm almost crying as I explain everything to her and she not only calls in all my prescriptions manually to make sure they get sent, but makes sure I've got enough to last till they arrive (Insurance forces me to use mail order supply or they don't cover anything). I'm still wound up but I'm so grateful to have at least one angel in my corner.
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the-peerless-cucumber · 9 months
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Wow. I love being awake. I hope this state of being continues on for many long hours into the night. I detest the feeling of restfulness.
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yellowballoonx · 1 year
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