Wandered across this sight and spotted some familiarities...
Never had any mental problems, always been sickeningly healthy and happy. Two years ago I started university and found myself ridiculously drunk. As one often does at university. I ended up taking two different half pills of MDMA (ecstasy). The night was fun, I kept myself watered, went to bed happy. Next day I awoke with a feeling of detatchment, as if something was 'missing'. I put it down to the fabled 'come down' however that evening I had what I assume was a panic attack. I had an acute feeling of looking out from inside my head, being a casual (and scared) observer to what followed. Cue lots of dunking of face in cold water to rouse myself out of it. Whilst dripping wet I had the sensation that the reflection in the bathroom mirror wasn't really me. Became more panicked and was quite sure I was about to black out/ die.
Eventually the panic attack subsided and I calmed down. However, the feeling that something was 'different' remained with me. For days. For weeks. For months. And now for years. It fortunately is mostly quite acute, I function very happily. However, occasionally, I find myself feeling that im not quite as lucid as i was pre ecstasy. I find myself sometimes migrating back 'inside' my head, as if I am a body looking out of another body or I am just on the peripheral of reality and not in the centre of it as i once was. When i feel like this it usually causes me to panic. I have occasionally felt that I may be dreaming that I am awake and found it hard to distinguish between dream and reality. And this one scares the shit out of me. I dont feel as connected with the world as i once did. I am afraid I never will. Obviously that one experience scared me off all drugs for good. (Fortunately).
I wonder if it could be physical brain damage causing this or psychological. I have always been anti drugs and felt quite guilty after the event, im sure Freud could allude to all this being caused by a guilt reflex or some other psychoanalytical buzz word. I have also always been paranoid about lighter drugs in the past; one occasion I thought i was about to die after smoking weed. (Obviously i didn't.) I felt moments of similar paranoia and detatchment at that time but they cleared after an afternoon nap.
The feelings always intensify whenever I talk about/ think about drugs which leads me to the suspicion it is my over active imagination scaring me for laughs. Oh you humerous self. Seriously though, I am scared this is it now. Im destined to be in the margins of reality for ever.
Please, any other experiences and will I ever land?
Never had any mental problems, always been sickeningly healthy and happy. Two years ago I started university and found myself ridiculously drunk. As one often does at university. I ended up taking two different half pills of MDMA (ecstasy). The night was fun, I kept myself watered, went to bed happy. Next day I awoke with a feeling of detatchment, as if something was 'missing'. I put it down to the fabled 'come down' however that evening I had what I assume was a panic attack. I had an acute feeling of looking out from inside my head, being a casual (and scared) observer to what followed. Cue lots of dunking of face in cold water to rouse myself out of it. Whilst dripping wet I had the sensation that the reflection in the bathroom mirror wasn't really me. Became more panicked and was quite sure I was about to black out/ die.
Eventually the panic attack subsided and I calmed down. However, the feeling that something was 'different' remained with me. For days. For weeks. For months. And now for years. It fortunately is mostly quite acute, I function very happily. However, occasionally, I find myself feeling that im not quite as lucid as i was pre ecstasy. I find myself sometimes migrating back 'inside' my head, as if I am a body looking out of another body or I am just on the peripheral of reality and not in the centre of it as i once was. When i feel like this it usually causes me to panic. I have occasionally felt that I may be dreaming that I am awake and found it hard to distinguish between dream and reality. And this one scares the shit out of me. I dont feel as connected with the world as i once did. I am afraid I never will. Obviously that one experience scared me off all drugs for good. (Fortunately).
I wonder if it could be physical brain damage causing this or psychological. I have always been anti drugs and felt quite guilty after the event, im sure Freud could allude to all this being caused by a guilt reflex or some other psychoanalytical buzz word. I have also always been paranoid about lighter drugs in the past; one occasion I thought i was about to die after smoking weed. (Obviously i didn't.) I felt moments of similar paranoia and detatchment at that time but they cleared after an afternoon nap.
The feelings always intensify whenever I talk about/ think about drugs which leads me to the suspicion it is my over active imagination scaring me for laughs. Oh you humerous self. Seriously though, I am scared this is it now. Im destined to be in the margins of reality for ever.
Please, any other experiences and will I ever land?