I don't believe Xanax addiction is real because I forget them some days and don't feel bad or anything.
It's ok before sleeping, it relieves muscle pain. If I had an unlimited supply, I would probably eat Xanax every day. But I don't.
I'm invited to a party, so I'll have two beforehand, hoping to be relaxed and because alcohol + xanax is awesome.
Did you have fun?
No fun allowed.
But xanax parties are supposed to be fun
Xanax people not so much so.
First day without the medical parachute.
Hell. Clean bright hell.
Psychologists and psychiatrists both agree with me: they can't do anything for me. I want to travel to Belgium and be properly euthanasied
And the days before the medical parachute?
Maybe a man on Xanax doesn't even know what's real and what's not. That's something I have to keep in mind.
clean bright hell
How's hell bright and clean?
With withdrawal, reality (hell) suddenly become so crisp that your only thought is to kill yourself. It's 11. pm and I still couldn't find the energy to get out of bed. I've tried to meet some friends just to have a reason to go out but when you're in that state of mind, people can feel it and have to avoid you for their own sanity.
alcohol + xanax
Get a load of this guy!
Enough emotional misery amounts to having super powers.
That is compeletly true, I have spent so much time all alone at home, just reading and learning new things. Now all the normies think that I'm a god when they see everything I know and can do.
Was your every other thought about death and dying?