Help with LSD Abuse




> The only time I feel any happiness is when I’m on LSD, and the next three days after a ‘trip’. It’s the only time I feel as I have any feelings…in general. I’ve been this pretty much ever since I can remember, way before I even began taking LSD. Doing LSD is pretty much the only good choice I’ve ever made. I believe I started a few months after I turned 14.
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> Regarding my real life, I attempt to act as normal as I possibly can. I have “friends”, even though I much more prefer being isolated in my room, and preferably doing acid. And I get along with my parents, they have no idea I’m doing LSD. The only slight worry they have is how I isolate myself. It’s pretty much routine, wake up, go to school, go home, in room all day, [sleep](https://psychcentral.com/disorders/sleep/). They don’t mind it so much, but I can tell they’d much more prefer me hanging out with “my buds” or something.
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> Other then that, I’ve been arrested two times on accounts of computer abuse or something. It’s complicated, but I can sum it up by: I caused the community approximately $280,000 in damages. Either way, I was never charged, since, “Plausible Deniability”, and my parents are firm believers of my story. The second time was some made-up story about extortion on homosexuals, I believe they did so for revenge for not catching me on the other charge. To be honest, I’m very glad I hurt them. I know they don’t deserve it, but, I just need some way to relieve myself of my frustrations. It’s pretty pathetic, but very funny and amusing – I’m pretty sure the attack caused quite the halt of progress for a few months.
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> Back to my reason for asking here: I really want a way out of loneliness. I don’t really feel any pain with my loneliness, but, I really hate knowing that I’m wasting time on senseless Netflix shows when I could (probably) be doing something productive. And the thing that’s pissing me off the most is I have no idea why I despise school, authority, rules, etc; pretty much everything besides acid, my computer, and sleep.
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> Here’s some other notes about myself to really prove I’m a shining star of society; I’m incredibly lazy, and I would rather have curable cancer then going to school.
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> Help with LSD Abuse
A. It is not a surprise that you feel good when you are high on drugs; that is what they are designed to do. It is one of the main reasons why people use them. They make you feel good but they can ruin your life. Many lives have been destroyed by drug use.

LSD is particularly dangerous. It is a potent drug that has been linked to psychotic disorders. Make no mistake about it, you’re risking your mental health each time you use a drug.

Your drug use has already negatively impacted your life. You have not been officially charged with a crime but you’ve been close. Your luck could change.

You said that you despise school. So do many teenagers, but they still go to school. You’d be hard-pressed to find many teenagers who, if given the choice, would go to school voluntarily. There are many disadvantages to not finishing your basic education. Like drug use, not finishing school will be detrimental to your life.

I strongly urge you to seek counseling and to stop doing drugs. If your drug use continues, you risk getting into trouble and developing mental health problems. A mental health professional can treat the problems you have written about and facilitate your development of important problem solving skills. Please take care.

Dr. Kristina Randle

Help with LSD Abuse
guilt is rarely a useful response after one has recognized that whatever one did was indeed wrong - the valuable response is then to go on and work out why it was wrong, what to learn from it, and how to avoid doing that again. 
<br/>loneliness is tough, and our society isn't kind to lonely people. and the media ( songs, tv, etc., sells to us an image of lerv that few of us achieve and which isn't actually as practical, easy and desirable as they represent it as. at least phone sex, so long as you limit it to that, is safe sex. 
<br/>work on developing friendships, at work, at church, through voluntary work, hobbies, whatever, and be open to the possibility of love when it turns up. 
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<br/> @a myfibroteam member 

how nice of you to say that. i, like many others, have asked god why? why am i the one who has this painful, incurable illness? why am i the one with major depressive disorder? why am i the one that was sexually assaulted so many times? why am i the one who has had to take care of my sister’s children, help them pay for their educations, and support them as they navigate the waters of this crazy world we live in? why me? i made a conscious decision a few years ago, when my lifelong emotional scares got out of control, that i would make one of the answers to those questions be “to help others navigate through this thing called life”. if i can help just one person feel less alone, or like someone cares, or like there is hope after all i will have succeed at life. if i can help just one person fight back instead of giving in my life has a purpose. as a result, this normally very private person has gradually learned to be very open. i am not ashamed of the things that happened...disappointed or angry yes but not ashamed. i talk openly about how major depressive disorder has affected my life and how i’ve been able to come to terms with it. i talk openly about close brushes with suicide and what worked to get me back to a better place mentally. i talk a little less openly about the impact sexual assault had on every aspect of my life (that one is harder because i’m still working on some of the emotions and reactions around it). i talk openly about the changes i’m having to make as fibromyalgia makes itself more and more obvious in me. i’m not perfect. i still get angry and upset. i still get frustrated. i still feel hopeless sometimes. i feel all the negative emotions everyone else does but if i can help just one person, i will have a reason for all i’ve gone through. perhaps people on this site are that reason. it is my deepest hope that others don’t have to suffer as i have but, if they have, i want to use my god-given caregiver heart to help them through. 

may god bless and keep you. 

shirley well this happened to me (a bit younger at first and then a five year break before continuing) and it's made me distrusting of people, especially boys or people i date. it made me feel like they saw me as easy, and even now i feel like i am. i'm mostly normal (with some side effects from the memories) but i really have problems with people flirting and giving me compliments I think many of us have to depend more on observation and self-study than on diagnoses, given the expense of testing and the ugly fact that nothing short of an autopsy can give certainty. Here’s how we are coping with that uncertainty. Before my Mom came to live with us, she had fallen at night going toward the bathroom in her apartment. It was 3 days before anyone found her, and there was severe dehydration and some brain damage due to oxygen starvation. She recovered some functioning in rehab, but we had also noticed before the fall that there were more and more signs of cognitive decline. We were warned by a friend who is a geriatric psychologist to not accept the overall “Alzheimer’s” diagnosis which was bound to occur, but to be aware that there were dozens of dementias, some of which needed very different approaches from what is advised for Alzheimer’s. After she got out of rehab she went through a very bad AL situation and into a very good one. She had a GP who made housecalls but was not that knowledgeable about dementia. She had begun describing what could only be hallucinations and agitation, so her doctor put her on an anti-psychotic, an anti-anxiety and a depression medication. Wow! What a mess! Mom had rarely even taken an aspirin before that so maybe her body was super-responsive to the invaders. Anyway, it did more damage than good, and once we eliminated the meds, she slept all the time. We decided to move her in with us and her new doctor prescribed Namenda. We started with 10 mg, which was too much and increased her agitation. We cut back to 5 mg. once a day at nighttime and it was like a miracle occurred! Now don’t get me wrong, there’s still dementia and it’s still advancing. But my point is that sometimes when you don’t have a diagnosis, it’s useful to read up on the various kinds of dementias, do a checklist of the symptoms to determine which is the best match to the behaviors you are seeing, then become knowledgeable about the various RX’s physicians are likely to try, and get very good at monitoring the response to each and asking about/suggesting others you’ve read about. (I know, you thought that was what doctors did — me, too! Wrong!). I found that as long as I behaved as a fairly well-informed and non-judgmental problem-solving partner (and not as an over-protective, aggressive, critical, and sometimes hysterical relative), I got the same treatment back from the doctors. (Of course, if I did not get that, I did not hesitate to find a doctor with an attitude that worked better for us.). Over time, the troubles with balance, the hallucinations that occur immediately if she misses a dose of Namenda, the depth perception, the amount of activity and conversation that goes on while she’s “sleeping”, the extreme variability from “almost normal” to “almost unable to function”, etc. convinced me it is LBD. It’s not a formal diagnosis because we can’t afford all that testing either. But it’s enough for me to protect her from getting inappropriate medications. While there may come a time to move her to a memory care unit, I will also be able to be proactive with staff about what works with her LBD that is probably vastly different from what works with some of their ALZ patients. Summary: observe, study, and use your best and most loving judgment, with or without a diagnosis. Respect but don’t worship the doctors who are trying to help. And trust your gut. You spend more time with your LO than anyone else and your observations are valuable. i would say they are a blessing cause it led me to the man i am with now. i started out on online dating really young. my parents were very strict no boyfriend until i am 18.. everyone at school had boyfriends and teased me cause i didn't so i went online and found a guy in indiana and dated him online from the time i was 16 to 18.. he came met me and my parents then i went to meet his parents and thats when i got the concussion that turned my life upside down.. when i was told i would never walk again (so thankful to god that turned out to be false) not even a week later he was gone and good riddance too! when i was 21 i moved to a new area and i grew up very sheltered so i had no idea what i was doing. i was going to be going to college soon after meeting 5 guys dylan, ryan, donald, justin and antonio.. dylan was the only one that understood it was just companionship i was wanting.. the rest wanted to sleep with me. had on my profile getting ready to go into my first year of college would like a loving, caring, thoughtful man by my side but hed have to know college will be my focus for these two years then we have the rest of our lives. but i realized that was too much to ask. went on many one meal dates after i was done college cameron, josh, matt, sean, scott, ben, will, andrew, curtis, trevor. nothing came of them all great guys just not great for me. tried to see dylan again but he wasn't interested he was more depressed couldnt shake him of it.. then i met david he was everything i wanted in his speech but he turned out to just be a fine talker and his actions didn't line up.. so it was hard to get rid of him dated a month took 2 to get in his head i wasn't interested.. then my parents and friends kept trying to set me up. so i thought if i dated someone farther away probably better so i dated jean-francois well i got a surprise im here message one saturday and he was great just when i went to his place i didn't feel at home he had no interest in moving here and i didn't want to move there he kept trying to pressure me to so i lied to him said i wanted my roommate since he kept on thinking we were involved but no taylor was like a big brother to me.. he wanted me to get a new place nothing ever made him happy technology wise if a new thing came out he had to have it making fun of my a5 phone yes its old but it still works :) so i felt almost not good enough for him.. then i dated another david online i never got the opportunity to meet i would really like to meet! he is absolutely amazing i think but after being misled before i didn't want to risk moving. then decided well fuck i must be the problem guys in person wanted to date me but if we dont agree on fundamentals there's no future! a guy online you can discuss these things better to ask what they are looking for then answer that question cause you could get played. so i took 6 months to myself avoided all family functions.. i prayed every day god would lead me to my husband.. i only dated guys i could see myself married to or if they convinced me they deserved a shot. i didn't ever want to date just to date. i wanted the next guy i dated to be my husband and we met on okcupid and was on the app less than a week when i met him felt like i always knew him and i just knew this is it and a year and 9 months still going strong. so as long as your prepared for things to not go as you expect your fine.. the guys i dated online were 100x better than the guy i dated that was a customer at my work. online your safer behind a screen and you meet in a public place after one meal you should have a good feeler on the person. its easier to say i think your a great person but i dont think wed be a great match because... i wish you the best of luck.. hope you find what your looking for.. they usually say thanks you too! friends or associates you already know in person are more stubborn and take things more personally when you dont think they are your type. lol my life .. when i was younger in my teens i always told someof my friends i think you know what were doing has got to be in a movie one day .. countless drugs violence and vandalisim . hoplessness .. a clockwork orange couldnt touch the debotchary ive witnessed and fear and loathing pales in drug consumption . one day you wake up . your in jail b4 your 18 . your friends left . your girlfriend wont talk to you cuz she pretty much told you the whole time you were wrong . what saves you ..."do you belive in rock n roll ? can music save your mortal soul?. " please belive it .. no happy endings just a long drawn out sequal to the first decade . everything is bland .. plain .. numb .. with ligght in the distant future.. no longer surrounded by darkness at least .. but i am missing a thumb , don’t feel guilty. i think a lot of people feel this way at some point after having kids, but no one wants to be honest or talk about it. is it not having time that is making you depressed? or is it the loss of freedom? i am a stay at home mom to a 2 1/2 year old and went through a lot of the same things you’re describing. i can tell you that it gets easier to find time as baby’s sleep gets more predictable. past that, we wound up “splitting” most weekends. i sleep in on saturday morning, and my husband sleeps in on sunday. after i wake up on saturday, he usually goes to play golf, and i go to the movies or brunch or something on sunday. i wish i could give you a magic answer, but you just have to play around with your time and see what works best for you. the worst thing you can do is let yourself get into a rut. try to talk to your wife openly and honestly about what you’re feeling. i've flirted with it before. i didn't get much interest. just women that i'm, to be politically uncorrect, way out of their league, at least in terms of the logistics of dating. all the women that i was interested in and messaged, didn't respond. actually what i'd say was going on is this. firstly you need to be aware of the psychology of it, and how peoples' minds work. ie, if you have forlorn selfies, one or two of you pondering the nature of existence in your bedroom, you're not going to get many bites from women. women can get away with being aloof and beautiful like that. men typically have to portray a more social and outgoing image, least that's what i imagine. if you can project the image of social power, then you're going to attract more of it. and i'm sort of eluding to the tragedy of dating websites and dating in general, and their 'unnaturalness'. it's all very calculated, and hardly dreamy romantic if one is check-boxing all the time. there's a lot of tragic people on there, trying to find a means to desperately get away from their tragedy and find that validation or quick thrill they are seeking. like all things, it's a question of intent. what are you true motivations. if one goes there, with innocent eyes, wholeheartedly, and is not there to deceive any body, or escape from anything, then of course, it's just another medium to meet people. the whole hearted thing is important. actually uploading a decent set of photos, putting some thought into your profile, etc. what you put in, you get out, it's not just a case of being there. the same applies to going to social gatherings in general. go to the same event, and make the effort to talk to people and be open, and one will get dramatically different results. also, i think on the positive, it can expand the potentiality of the people you can meet manifold. there's lots of interesting people out there. i really think it's like social media in general. it just fans, positive or negative, what you are already doing. of course, one could make a deeper argument about conscious control in the first place. we think we have conscious control of the happenings around us, but really, conscious 'control' is the mind's means of deluding us into thinking that we're not working to the subconscious forces within us. the truth about my 'rejections' were, i wasn't really into it, i was just playing... sort of, if you're feeling me, to make this more 'down' and gag friendly. it depends on several factors.
what medication one is on (some meds counteract or greatly diminish the effects of lsd).
whether or not one has taken any substances that shows cross tolerance with lsd (psilocin mushrooms, mdma, some "research chemicals") recently, usually within the past three days. this will diminish the effects.
if the substance taken is in fact lsd, some other substance or nothing psychoactive at all.
the amount of lsd (concentration and how much it has degraded).
if the lsd is taken with chlorinated water (chlorine is pretty good at quickly degrading lsd).
for ones first time with this substance, it is of vital importance for there to be a "trip sitter" present, someone who has information about how to "sit for a tripper", and that the users state of mind is such to facilitate a good experience, as well as the setting that the trip is to be taken in.
in such a case, it may be prudent that if one does wish to have such an experience, that one is informed as to how powerful such an altered state of perception can be. 

lsd can last up to 12 hrs, although the majority of effects usually only last 6 - 9 hrs. for first time use, if one has no or little experience with strong hallucinogens, it would be better possibly to take just 1/4 - 1/2 of a hit and not re-dose, regardless of how one may feel, for at least 3 -5 days after.
then, if one is comfortable with the experience, dependant on how comfortable, then raise the dose by up to double.

i can't find the exact source right now, but psychologists found that 1 microgram per kg of body weight was sufficient in most patients to elicit a hallucinatory response.
in some patients, especially those with alcoholism, (something like) 2 - 4 micrograms per kg of body weight was needed.
in clinical settings, the starting dose was usually 25 micrograms, never normally rising above 200 micrograms once the 'right' dosage was found.

here is some good information on lsd use:
http://www.drugs-forum.com/forum/showthread.php?t=9498



please note that i do not participate in, passively nor actively, not advocate any illegal activities. hi lg, <br>it&#39;ll be interesting to see ( after the weekend, when most readers will be back ) what other people think of the situation you describe. it sounds as if your parents probably are a bit too strict, but with all they hear and see of the dangers of the world today, one can understand their fears  and its even worse when parents don&#39;t care at all. sometimes they may seem to be hypocritical, when they&#39;re actually trying to get you to avoid mistakes they made. your sister sounds immature and spiteful. what would they think if you said you wanted to see a shrink or counsellor to work on the problems they have identified in your behaviour ? ( that way, it makes it harder for them to object  and indeed these diferent perceptions of what is a "problem") ought to be part of what you&#39;d discuss with a counsellor. be cautious about your overdose idea  apart from the obvious dangers to yourself, it&#39;d surely also give them much sronger grounds for being even stricter, which is the exact opposite of what you want to achieve.