I feel like I get addicted to every good feeling thing. Like I feel as though I was born without the self control part of my brain. I don't do 'hard' drugs because I can't but....yeah. IDK. How do people just do one of something and then be like 'ok, I'm done, that was satisfying enough'. TMI maybe but sometimes I scare myself because my tolerance to everything is that of a hardened druggie.
I've done weed, amphetamines, MDMA and coke, all equally disappointing. Weed just made me feel dull and heavy. No rush, no elevated feelings of well-being or euphoria, just distorted perceptions and experiencing the world in bullet time. Amphetamine and MDMA gave a feeling of flow, like when you're completely anchored in the present moment and connected the people around you, removing all self-consciousness and making you act on instinct, but the same effect is achieved just by having a good conversation with someone, which makes paying for it pointless. The most worthless by far was coke. Three lines and no noticeable effect, except that 3 hours of sleep was enough to rejuvenate me after an all nighter of partying.
Alcohol does the most in terms of effect. Fires me up both physically and mentally, but when the buzz subsides I come down with strong feelings of self-loathing and melancholy. I only drink socially and as a consequence not often.
The reason I do drugs is because I want something that can't be achieved in a sober state. So far, nothing has done it for me. It seems I don't have the brain chemistry to really appreciate drugs. I'm placing all of my remaining faith in psychedelics.
I get the same way. The after effects of alcohol are terrible. I get very depressed as well.Alcohol does the most in terms of effect. Fires me up both physically and mentally, but when the buzz subsides I come down with strong feelings of self-loathing and melancholy. I only drink socially and as a consequence not often.
Yeah, I get this.The reason I do drugs is because I want something that can't be achieved in a sober state.
Also it's a fucking nasty thing to ingest. The powder you snort is pretty harsh on your nostrils, and when it runs down the back of your mouth it tastes like fire and poison.
Yeah, it makes me socially paranoid. I go through the events of the evening in my head and get hit by waves of shame if I remember something foolish I did or said, imagined or otherwise and however minor. Also fills me with a general sense of dread.I get the same way. The after effects of alcohol are terrible. I get very depressed as well.
One positive thing about my drug resistant physiology however is my apparent immunity to hangovers, lol.
I noticed Ni people were more into alcohol, either Ni egos or Ni seekers.
I thought I was the only one that got like this lol. I despise drinking in front of people I don't know well because I get a lot more anxious unless I've had about 6 drinks which at that point I tend to just zone out in my own little world and stop talking altogether. I am a very weird drunk.Yeah, it makes me socially paranoid. I go through the events of the evening in my head and get hit by waves of shame if I remember something foolish I did or said, however minor. Also fills me with a general sense of dread.
It's possible that doing more would've led to better effects but as we shared the stuff we had equally I didn't do any more than my friends did.
Ya, setting is important when it comes to the effect it has. Drinking with friends makes me overbearingly hyperactive both physically and mentally. Drinking with acquaintances or alone just makes me apathetic and sleepy.I thought I was the only one that got like this lol. I despise drinking in front of people I don't know well because I get a lot more anxious unless I've had about 6 drinks which at that point I tend to just zone out in my own little world and stop talking altogether. I am a very weird drunk.
Is this a setup? Did my parole officer put you up to this?
Whatever drugs I may or may not use are legally prescribed. Not always to me though.
[just kidding for those who don't know by now]
I plead the 5th.
this past spring/early summer I was smoking a lot of weed (blew through an ounce in two weeks at one point), but that gradually tapered off. now I mostly just drink occasionally and do hallucinogens when they're available.
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I've never done drugs. I do like to drink beer/wine in moderation
is there a sensor/intuitive split in terms of preferred drugs?
i like hallucinogens but don't find them significantly more exciting than just going outside. lol
alcohol i was only into before i found drugs. Drinking just makes me feel like shit or the brief little window of feeling good from alcohol isn't worth all the feeling like shit that comes with it.
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Also, I've been in serious relationships with both an alcoholic and a pothead and now given the choice I'd definitely choose a pothead over an alcoholic any day of the week.
I like drugs. I've never done any of the famous hard ones. Researching drugs on Erowid was one of my past times as an adolescent/young adult though, because I found drug stories absolutely fascinating. I've done a couple of the more effective, but safe, legal drugs(LSA, DXM, Kava) as well as the casual drugs, alcohol and pot.
I also tried nutmeg(look it up) and smoking catnip and green tea once. Lol. Don't do that.
Your thoughts are almost entirely contingent on your specific experience. Why be so attached to them?
If alcohol counts as drug - certainly. On holidays, generally not more than 1 time per month. In common quantity ~400 gram of wine it does not depress me significantly, makes less cautious. Quick sober, no bad post effect. I suppose those who have bad effects take rather more than human's norma 30-40 gram of pure spirit or use off-grade product. I prefer local producers: Crimea, Moldavia, near-Caucasus.
Do you do drugs?:
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Your thoughts are almost entirely contingent on your specific experience. Why be so attached to them?
I don't do drugs. Admittedly, I am a nerdy self-righteous GMLG with a stick up my ass.
But I have been close to people who were addicts though, and it's horrible. They lose all empathy and become manipulative fucktards. And it annoys me being around drug users, because I see through the sweet facade more easily now- and how they just dupe everybody and everyone to get their next high. The "durr I'm just a hippie liberal person who likes drugs, leave me alone" facade is always dropped and they show their true colors and repressed rage and psychopathy/mental disorders.
I want to watch people OD in front of me. That would be hot. I knew kids that became coke heads in high school. It made them easier to manipulate and make do things for me. I learned in freshman year that my cousin's drug habit made it easy for me to exploit him. I helped supply his drug habit. After school, I would pay him money to let me and my friend, who had a driver's permit at the time, go for a drive in his car, and then I, not my friend, would drive the car. My cuz was so desperate for any cash he could get that he would let me take the car myself. One day I came back two hours later and he flipped out. I took the car everywhere. Thank you drugs. When my 'friend' quit doing pot I bought an ounce and gave it to him with the intent of getting him to smoke again. Sure enough he was back smoking. It just makes me so hard and horny to exploit people that way that I sold drugs for a time, too.
I'm definitely more on the exploiter side of the fence. I have done some drugs like pot and ecstasy. Nothing major, though. The first couple of times I smoked pot nothing would happen and the other person would be as high as a kite. It felt like I had immunity to it.....then one night I smoked a fat ass blunt on my way somewhere. I just assumed ya smoke the whole thing because I likened it to cigarettes. I smoked that shit down in record time too, and thought nothing of it, with that invulnerable this shit ain't got nothing on me. I was fine after that, for like 20 minutes, and then I just fell on my ass. I was as high as a motherfucker and couldn’t wait for it to end (it's just no fuckin' fun)! This older guy introduced me to ecstasy. he was like a few years ahead of me in school but he was another one of those people in my life that would pretty much do whatever I wanted. Even if I hinted at not liking somebody he would want to beat them up for me, or at least give them shit, even though i could beat him up. It was a similar situation as it was with the fuckbuddy ring. I had him that he would just want to buy me things, too and if I wanted something he had he would let me borrow it, and there was a good chance he would never see it again. 70 dollar polo shirts, CDs. I burnt him for all kinds of shit. He rolled out the red carpet for me. The first night he took me to this underground spot where there was a rave going on.
I was only there for a New York minute and already I’m the baddest motherfucker ever to step foot in the place. I juiced him for like a couple hundred bucks in total….I never paid for anything. he wanted to impress me lots so like a skanky reprobate I sucked him dry. Then when he sought me out to return the favor I would just leave him twisting in the wind. hehehe. I played him good but once the game is over he's as good as dead to me. I didn't like ecstasy. Thing is the drug itself made me nice, like all warm and fuzzy and shit. I'm not that way by nature so I didn't take well to the drug's effect, charm is only a tool I will sometimes use to manipulate when I want something. In some ways I’m like a drug addict, even worse. See an earlier post about them not having empathy and duping everybody. I’m as vicious as a drug addict if not more and don't have any empathy. I lie to get ahead very well. I’m untrustworthy and that’s especially apparent when I have an opportunity in front of me to get what I want, even if its just for my own amusement, i take it every time.
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How to score free weed: tell a bunch of stoners you've never been high.
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