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This was a few years back now, but when I was in my early 20's I moved from a small town to the city for work. I have been suffering with an anxiety and depression disorder for as long as I remember and due to the stresses of that job my doctor prescribed me Xanax and other drugs to stop the stress and believe me, it worked great, I felt good. But after a while they would just stop working and I had to take more to get the same effect. Before I knew it, I was taking up to 20 Xanax in a singular sitting. (Most I have ever taken was 30 pills FYI) and just be a zombie. At the time and because of my financial situation I had to resort to living at a backpackers until I got my shit together, it was attached to a nightclub in which has free entry to anyone staying at the backpackers, so I would be down there drinking every night. Most nights I didn't even have to buy drinks. Days soon turned to weeks and soon to months and my situation was just getting worse, someone had spread a rumor that got my kicked out of the backpackers in the middle of the night. Eventually the doctor stopped giving me Xanax and I had to go to other sources which bled me dry. I resorted to sleeping in a park for 3 months and hanging around the outside of the backpackers because my friends at the time we're still there, I would just sit there zombified if noone would interact with me, one day one of my friends introduced me to a Dutch girl, who we ended up hitting it off right away to the point where she asked me to travel with her. She was travelling up the east coast. I told her about my addiction, and she helped me through the withdrawals which was the worst thing I have ever had to experience. I would be simultaneously hot and cold, the vommiting seemed endless and I would have wounds open up all over my body and in my mouth. It wasn't a good experience. She was also kind enough to pay for my entire trip up the coast. I skydived, scuba dived and saw a lot of once in a life time things. (I paid her back of course) i can tell you right now, jumping out of a plane at 16,000 ft is a much better high than any drug could give. but since the day I left for my travels I have not been drunk nor touched a benzodiazapans again since.

4 years sober.

Tl;dr: fucked my life up, pulled my head out of my ass and fixed it

Kids only do drugs in moderation if you are going to do them. Don't end up like I was. You feel lonely, helpless and worthless and lose everything. Don't go there