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InsidiousDormouse
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- Jul 3, 2018
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I'm going to cut this as short as I can.
The reason I am planning on exiting this world soon is mainly because I am suffering the most horrendous withdrawal from 'research chemical' Benzos. I was forced into a cold turkey from a dose equivalent to 1000mg of Diazepam on most days, yeah, 1000, not 10 or 100, 1000mg.
The addictions service that were supposed to be helping me with a codeine addiction, who put me on Subutex, refused me any medical assistance with this dangerous addiction, they only offered me threats to cut the Subutex off too if I did not stop and provide a clean test in 6 weeks, which is medically impossible.
Legal highs were also made illegal here in 2016, meaning I could no longer access them online.
I stopped abruptly in 2016 with NO help at all, NO medical help AT ALL.
I received no medical assistance at all, I just had to stop. It has been the most horrendous experience any human being could possibly go through. Every day was consumed by wondering if that second, minute or hour would bring a grand mal seizure that would fry my brain. Sadly that never happened, I so wish I had had a huge seizure and died back before I had to go through all this.
I have so many symptoms I cannot count them. My body feels as if there is a constant electric current running through it, I have Tinnitus so badly I am almost deaf in my right ear, I am so tired I am often unable to get out of bed, I have severe gyne problems, PMDD, horrific pain related to this, I cannot walk more than a few yards without stopping because of sciatic pain in my right leg, this pain alone has ground me down like a millstone over the past couple of months. I cannot keep myself awake, I fall asleep trying to watch tv or play games etc, all that stuff makes my husband and others think I am 'taking' drugs again.
all worsened by the withdrawal to a point I can no longer bear many more days, let alone years.
I have lost everything that was remotely good to this mistake. Since I was forced to live like this, in prolonged withdrawal day in, day out, I have lost ALL of my friends through not being able to leave the house or socialise properly,
I also have Asperger's Syndrome, and subsequently I am a drain on my family. My mum pays for a support service for me, and some of it WAS funded by social care, but I got a letter yesterday telling me that was stopping. So now she has to foot the full bill. Apparently they think I am not bad enough. Oh if only I was able to tell them what my life is really like, if they knew about this post, they'd probably pay for all of it, but as many of you will know, it doesn't work like that. My mum's done enough for me, my stepdad died from cancer in 2014, in pretty much the same way my biological dad did, she does NOT deserve any more burdens.
Having AS also means having very high anxiety levels already, so can you imagine what the Benzo withdrawal is like? The main symptom of withdrawal is severe anxiety. I can't do it anymore, I am tired. I feel like I have naturally come to the conclusion of my life and this is my time anyway. I have lived a whole lifetime. I am years ahead of my time, my experiences have made me who I am, withdrawal defined me even more.
The benzos allowed me to be me, I had more of a life. It seems this world is not ready to accept that drugs are not always a destructive force, for me they actually helped me, addiction or not, I was all in all a more functional person ON them than I had ever been, but that's a crime, that's awful, that's so very wrong. It's not wrong to force someone to live like I do now, but it is wrong for someone to feel 'ok', and to feel as if they belong in the world as opposed to being a total drain in it like I am now.
I have such a great, burning, stinging empathy for ANYONE in any kind of distress or suffering, illness or hardship, I am well versed in hiding my true emotions too. I learned to be stoic and collected, to never cry in front of others and certainly never tell them how you really feel, that leads to more false allegations.
The last time I tried that it was with one of the support people and she asked me outright 'what have you taken?!'. I was just really upset, I was in level 10 pain with my period, I had been up for three days, I was breaking up under the strain of the constant sensation every single one of my cells in my body is vibrating.
If I were to tell anyone, it would result in accusations that I was 'taking drugs' again and it would just restart the vicious cycle of mental health services, who DO NOT UNDERSTAND Asperger's Syndrome OR Benzo withdrawal. They are of no help at all to me.
I have lost my health, I have lost all my friends, I cannot do my hobbies anymore, I can't do the things that would have distracted me from how things are. I cannot even draw or paint or make sculptures anymore because of muscle spasms and pain in my hands.
My home situation is far from ok, my husband acts like every tiny thing I do may be related to 'drug use'. How it effects him I do not know, nobody forced him to take drugs. He takes them for his back condition, but that's ok, doctor says it's ok so it must be. We argue most days over stupid things like washing or me having a go at someone outside for making noise etc. I can't stand sound or noise, this was my Asperger's but it's been made unbearable by the withdrawal too. I worry I will be arrested or sectioned soon as the slightest noise sets me off, like someone's car alarm going off or someone hoovering up etc.
I am so badly damaged that I have PTSD-like flashbacks to the 'acute' phase of the withdrawal
He is trying to set up his own online business because he lost his job due to ill health and he really needs my help. Once I see this is working, I will take the next steps to leave this world for good. There is no changing that, ever. I have made up my mind now that I cannot live like this anymore. There is no help so I have to help myself.
I know when my brain dies, I won't hear noises anymore, dead brains don't hear. I won't feel the constant vibrating sensation anymore, I won't feel like I have flu all the time, I won't struggle to take in a deep breath, I won't get chest pains, I won't have pins and needles in my hands and feet all the time, I won't have excruciating sciatic pain in my right leg that stops me walking more than a few yards
I have had SO many choices taken away from me, the Benzos were the only thing that made my life bearable, they managed my anxiety so I could enjoy things, but now everything has gone.
I hope it's quiet and still when you die, no more ringing ears and vibrating sensations, just quiet. I do sort of believe in an afterlife, everything I once believed has been challenged or destroyed though, knowing my luck I will go from hell to somewhere worse.
The only method I have that's not violent or bloody is helium asphyxiation. I have read SO much about it. I have one tank already and the plastic tubing, but probably need another tank and a regulator (is this really needed?). It is one of those party balloon ones but from what I can find, if no other ingredients are listed, then it's 100% helium. I first learned of this method via the story about Nikki Bacharach, Burt Bacharach's daughter, who also had Asperger's Syndrome and could no longer bear living like this. I doubt she had the withdrawal on top, this is the turning point for me, the deciding factor.
I have done a lot of research, I started doing this last year, I am not going to fuck this up if I can help it, I owe it to the people I care about to release them from the burden that is my life, and to finally give myself peace from these awful symptoms that NEVER let up.
I am sorry for my dog, I love her to bits and will do what I can to make sure she is able to have a good life after I am gone. I cannot provide the enriching life she needs though, I can barely manage her walks now.
I just hope I can at least do this without any problems, everything I do is fraught with problems and errors.
The reason I am planning on exiting this world soon is mainly because I am suffering the most horrendous withdrawal from 'research chemical' Benzos. I was forced into a cold turkey from a dose equivalent to 1000mg of Diazepam on most days, yeah, 1000, not 10 or 100, 1000mg.
The addictions service that were supposed to be helping me with a codeine addiction, who put me on Subutex, refused me any medical assistance with this dangerous addiction, they only offered me threats to cut the Subutex off too if I did not stop and provide a clean test in 6 weeks, which is medically impossible.
Legal highs were also made illegal here in 2016, meaning I could no longer access them online.
I stopped abruptly in 2016 with NO help at all, NO medical help AT ALL.
I received no medical assistance at all, I just had to stop. It has been the most horrendous experience any human being could possibly go through. Every day was consumed by wondering if that second, minute or hour would bring a grand mal seizure that would fry my brain. Sadly that never happened, I so wish I had had a huge seizure and died back before I had to go through all this.
I have so many symptoms I cannot count them. My body feels as if there is a constant electric current running through it, I have Tinnitus so badly I am almost deaf in my right ear, I am so tired I am often unable to get out of bed, I have severe gyne problems, PMDD, horrific pain related to this, I cannot walk more than a few yards without stopping because of sciatic pain in my right leg, this pain alone has ground me down like a millstone over the past couple of months. I cannot keep myself awake, I fall asleep trying to watch tv or play games etc, all that stuff makes my husband and others think I am 'taking' drugs again.
all worsened by the withdrawal to a point I can no longer bear many more days, let alone years.
I have lost everything that was remotely good to this mistake. Since I was forced to live like this, in prolonged withdrawal day in, day out, I have lost ALL of my friends through not being able to leave the house or socialise properly,
I also have Asperger's Syndrome, and subsequently I am a drain on my family. My mum pays for a support service for me, and some of it WAS funded by social care, but I got a letter yesterday telling me that was stopping. So now she has to foot the full bill. Apparently they think I am not bad enough. Oh if only I was able to tell them what my life is really like, if they knew about this post, they'd probably pay for all of it, but as many of you will know, it doesn't work like that. My mum's done enough for me, my stepdad died from cancer in 2014, in pretty much the same way my biological dad did, she does NOT deserve any more burdens.
Having AS also means having very high anxiety levels already, so can you imagine what the Benzo withdrawal is like? The main symptom of withdrawal is severe anxiety. I can't do it anymore, I am tired. I feel like I have naturally come to the conclusion of my life and this is my time anyway. I have lived a whole lifetime. I am years ahead of my time, my experiences have made me who I am, withdrawal defined me even more.
The benzos allowed me to be me, I had more of a life. It seems this world is not ready to accept that drugs are not always a destructive force, for me they actually helped me, addiction or not, I was all in all a more functional person ON them than I had ever been, but that's a crime, that's awful, that's so very wrong. It's not wrong to force someone to live like I do now, but it is wrong for someone to feel 'ok', and to feel as if they belong in the world as opposed to being a total drain in it like I am now.
I have such a great, burning, stinging empathy for ANYONE in any kind of distress or suffering, illness or hardship, I am well versed in hiding my true emotions too. I learned to be stoic and collected, to never cry in front of others and certainly never tell them how you really feel, that leads to more false allegations.
The last time I tried that it was with one of the support people and she asked me outright 'what have you taken?!'. I was just really upset, I was in level 10 pain with my period, I had been up for three days, I was breaking up under the strain of the constant sensation every single one of my cells in my body is vibrating.
If I were to tell anyone, it would result in accusations that I was 'taking drugs' again and it would just restart the vicious cycle of mental health services, who DO NOT UNDERSTAND Asperger's Syndrome OR Benzo withdrawal. They are of no help at all to me.
I have lost my health, I have lost all my friends, I cannot do my hobbies anymore, I can't do the things that would have distracted me from how things are. I cannot even draw or paint or make sculptures anymore because of muscle spasms and pain in my hands.
My home situation is far from ok, my husband acts like every tiny thing I do may be related to 'drug use'. How it effects him I do not know, nobody forced him to take drugs. He takes them for his back condition, but that's ok, doctor says it's ok so it must be. We argue most days over stupid things like washing or me having a go at someone outside for making noise etc. I can't stand sound or noise, this was my Asperger's but it's been made unbearable by the withdrawal too. I worry I will be arrested or sectioned soon as the slightest noise sets me off, like someone's car alarm going off or someone hoovering up etc.
I am so badly damaged that I have PTSD-like flashbacks to the 'acute' phase of the withdrawal
He is trying to set up his own online business because he lost his job due to ill health and he really needs my help. Once I see this is working, I will take the next steps to leave this world for good. There is no changing that, ever. I have made up my mind now that I cannot live like this anymore. There is no help so I have to help myself.
I know when my brain dies, I won't hear noises anymore, dead brains don't hear. I won't feel the constant vibrating sensation anymore, I won't feel like I have flu all the time, I won't struggle to take in a deep breath, I won't get chest pains, I won't have pins and needles in my hands and feet all the time, I won't have excruciating sciatic pain in my right leg that stops me walking more than a few yards
I have had SO many choices taken away from me, the Benzos were the only thing that made my life bearable, they managed my anxiety so I could enjoy things, but now everything has gone.
I hope it's quiet and still when you die, no more ringing ears and vibrating sensations, just quiet. I do sort of believe in an afterlife, everything I once believed has been challenged or destroyed though, knowing my luck I will go from hell to somewhere worse.
The only method I have that's not violent or bloody is helium asphyxiation. I have read SO much about it. I have one tank already and the plastic tubing, but probably need another tank and a regulator (is this really needed?). It is one of those party balloon ones but from what I can find, if no other ingredients are listed, then it's 100% helium. I first learned of this method via the story about Nikki Bacharach, Burt Bacharach's daughter, who also had Asperger's Syndrome and could no longer bear living like this. I doubt she had the withdrawal on top, this is the turning point for me, the deciding factor.
I have done a lot of research, I started doing this last year, I am not going to fuck this up if I can help it, I owe it to the people I care about to release them from the burden that is my life, and to finally give myself peace from these awful symptoms that NEVER let up.
I am sorry for my dog, I love her to bits and will do what I can to make sure she is able to have a good life after I am gone. I cannot provide the enriching life she needs though, I can barely manage her walks now.
I just hope I can at least do this without any problems, everything I do is fraught with problems and errors.