Hello all
First let me say that it is a real comfort for me to have found this forum. After many years, I am finally coming to understand what I live with is most likely PTSD.
Here is my story. Its going to be rather lame, but trust me, the long term effects have been anything but mild.
When I was 20 years old, I was smoking quite a bit of marijuana and having a rather good time of things.
I wanted to try LSD with a friend, so he planned one night to pick up a few hits. We tooko 2 each.
The night started off pretty well. I was having a really good time and enjoying the high.
8 hours later I was not so amused anymore and descending into a state of panic. I couldn't sleep, I was still tripping and I was losing it.
At 12 hours in to the trip, I went home.
I was in such a state of panic that I went to my mother and asked her to take me to the hospital which she did. From there, it just went downhill in a hurry. I was a mess in the ER room. I thought I was going to die. I was in a state of complete panic. I wanted to claw my way out of my own skin.
They were able to sedate me.
A few months later after having been asked to move out of my house for the mishap, getting involved with a girl that was complete trouble, I friend of mine told me she was having trouble sleeping.
The thought stuck with me.
A few nights later was the first night where I couldn't get back to sleep. What followed was a state of complete panic much like I felt in that ER on the LSD.
I have lived for 11 years now with this. It seems to come on and then leave. I have trouble sleeping and I go for days with little sleep and rediculously high anxiety that results in a depression. The feeling that I have during those times is so much like what I felt during my bad trip. It's like that trip opened up a window in my mind to a feeling that no one should have to know.
Thats the condensed version. I sure hope I did an adaquate job conveying the experience.
I welcome your comments and feedback.
First let me say that it is a real comfort for me to have found this forum. After many years, I am finally coming to understand what I live with is most likely PTSD.
Here is my story. Its going to be rather lame, but trust me, the long term effects have been anything but mild.
When I was 20 years old, I was smoking quite a bit of marijuana and having a rather good time of things.
I wanted to try LSD with a friend, so he planned one night to pick up a few hits. We tooko 2 each.
The night started off pretty well. I was having a really good time and enjoying the high.
8 hours later I was not so amused anymore and descending into a state of panic. I couldn't sleep, I was still tripping and I was losing it.
At 12 hours in to the trip, I went home.
I was in such a state of panic that I went to my mother and asked her to take me to the hospital which she did. From there, it just went downhill in a hurry. I was a mess in the ER room. I thought I was going to die. I was in a state of complete panic. I wanted to claw my way out of my own skin.
They were able to sedate me.
A few months later after having been asked to move out of my house for the mishap, getting involved with a girl that was complete trouble, I friend of mine told me she was having trouble sleeping.
The thought stuck with me.
A few nights later was the first night where I couldn't get back to sleep. What followed was a state of complete panic much like I felt in that ER on the LSD.
I have lived for 11 years now with this. It seems to come on and then leave. I have trouble sleeping and I go for days with little sleep and rediculously high anxiety that results in a depression. The feeling that I have during those times is so much like what I felt during my bad trip. It's like that trip opened up a window in my mind to a feeling that no one should have to know.
Thats the condensed version. I sure hope I did an adaquate job conveying the experience.
I welcome your comments and feedback.