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idk if any of you saw my moving thread... i was blowin a lot of roxies right up until i left (well pks in general, dillys, opanas). got off the plane in paris a good 12 hours after my last dose, felt fine and it's really weirddd because, as soon as i got off, i totally stopped having the obsessive thoughts of using (granted, it's basically impossible for me to use here anyway). even with pot, normally as soon as i have a bag i smoke it, and now for the past week there's been a a gram just sitting on my table.

 

anyway, idk where i was going with that

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I actually notice similar things after traveling to different timezones. It refreshes my sleep patterns and substance abuse habits to less extreme levels. That being said, I normally end up right back were I started if not worse after a few weeks to a month. Best of luck to you.

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THE STORY NEEDS TO BE TOLD SO SOME OF US CAN LEARN FROM IT.

I'VE TOLD MINE BEFORE AND HOPED FOR THE SAME BY POSTING MY IGNORANCE IN HERE.

Will do well it went like this i drank at my buddies house than went to pick up my girl as i was driving back with her i was speeding and didnt see the 2 cars in front of me so i tried to swerve and flipped the car over 10 times on the side of the road. Luckily both of us lived through it and didnt recieve any critical injuries. Now the pigs wont let me see her till tuesday. I havent seen her in a week and its breaking me down :( All i have been thinking about is her every fucken minute its driving me crazy i cant help it . ill never forgive myself ever. I hope everyone who is reading this will learn from it and wont drink and drive its not worth it period.

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yea man, there have been two times i've almost killed my self and a former lady friend while nodding out. one time it was on a relatively busy rural road, i literally just nodded out, and then next thing i heard was a huge crashing sound and a horn beeping. it could have been a lot worse, and thank god it was just the side view mirror. the first time i jumped a curb, it wasn't that bad but it could have been if there was a pole or a person.....

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THE STORY NEEDS TO BE TOLD SO SOME OF US CAN LEARN FROM IT.

I'VE TOLD MINE BEFORE AND HOPED FOR THE SAME BY POSTING MY IGNORANCE IN HERE.

 

The chain of events that I saw and remember doing:

I turn into my neighborhood faster than I was supposed to.

I had to countersteer.

I see an officer standing next to my door.

 

Seeing those events unfold felt like it took five seconds (probably the same time it took you to read those four lines). Between each line was black. Here's my story:

 

 

My friends and I were drinking at the bar a few years ago. Shots and Long Island Iced Tea galore. My night's getting blurry while we're still at the bar. I turn into my neighborhood faster than I was supposed to. Even though my windows were up, I can hear the tires working hard to keep the car glued to the road while I was turning. It helped that my car is AWD. The distance from where I turned to my house is roughly a quarter mile. I mash on the gas pedal going down the straight road. I hear the engine getting louder, but all I can see was the color black. Then I saw (and felt) the car sliding left (as if I took a hard right) so I tried to countersteer by turning the steering wheel counterclockwise somewhere between 180° and 360°.

 

All of a sudden, I was in a dream state staring into total darkness. It felt like I didn't have a spine so I was "looking" down at my floor mats into said darkness. While in this pitch black, dreamy, calm state, I felt my arms weren't moving around frantically, my body slightly swaying left and right, and hear tires squealing followed by a loud crash with the sound of glass shattering. I'm sure my eyes were closed, but my mind was telling me they were open and that I was just staring into absolute darkness.

 

I opened my eyes and looked outside the driver-side window and see dirt everywhere. I noticed there were strobing lights that were reflecting off the white walls a couple feet back. I turn my head to look forward and realized that white wall is part of a house. The police officer approaches my door and tells me to get out. He asks if I want to blow. I refused. He asked if I would perform a field sobriety test. I agreed to it. After the field sobriety test, he puts me in handcuffs. They felt very cold against my wrists. As I was being escorted to the squad car, I can see in the corner of my eyes were civilians and their kids. I sat on the rear driver-side of the cop car. I looked out the window and see my car.

 

The following morning, I went to the shop where my car was towed to. From the look of it, I t-boned a tree at the driver-side (B-pillar). The impact was enough to break my OEM spoiler and pop one of the two screws out leaving my (rear) license plate hanging. I slammed against the palm tree so hard I managed to "cut" it from the ground like a lumberjack. I recall seeing a large pile of dirt at the scene of the accident. It turned out to be the root of the tree so I guess I uprooted it too. Instead of taking a left to get to my house, I took a right. I saw the tire marks on the ground.

 

I spoke to my friends and they said they all offered to drive my car and take me home but I declined. They said I looked and acted fine to drive so they thought nothing of it. There was a witness who claimed she saw the entire accident unravel. She lived next door to the house I would have drove in to if it weren't for the tree. She also happened to be a member of MADD.

 

I am thankful no one was hurt or killed from this and that I was the only person in the car. Looking back, the moment I turned into my neighborhood until I heard the crash felt like five seconds. The moment I was trying to countersteer felt less than half a second. Me in the "blind" state (looking down at the floor mat until I heard the crash) felt like a full second.

 

It sounds cheesy but what I see in action/thriller movies depicting a car chase ending in an accident, I experienced in real life. You know, those brief moments where everything is black for a split second.

 

It was extremely difficult confronting my parents about this, but I had to.

 

Although I heard my tires screeching and my body slowly swaying left and right, my mind and body felt very calm and relaxed--soothing, if you will. It was as if I was in a peaceful state of mind. Zen, I suppose. It was definitely a strange feeling.

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My best friend/basically older brother was killed by a drunk driver when he was 12 fucking years old. The two wasted guys disappeared for about a year, then got caught...and the driver only did TWO YEARS.

 

Never have/or will drink and drive in my life...and anyone that does must not know how it can really ruin lives. /endrant

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I'm still on my moderation kick. The other day I had three tall Coors Lights and got fairly buzzed, so my tolerance is way down these days.

 

I had a pretty bad experience dealing with other people's alcoholism this summer, which really put things in perspective. Now if I could only quit smoking...

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It wasn't like that, they were reinforcing my decision to NOT drink to excess.

 

I think I'm coming around to where my dad is at with booze- he can have one or two and be fine with that, and he used to drink a lot.

 

I've been figuring a lot of things out lately...I'm not sure if it's connected to drinking less but it's been interesting. Not necessarily easy or pleasant, but long overdue.

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recovering alcoholic drug addict.

im addicted to oxy and xanax, june 5th i should have died, i drove my car into a guard rail going 70. got a dwi and am now on probation for a year and have a suspended license as well. i am just thankful i didnt kill anybody/hurt anyone. id be fine if i was dead but idk how i would deal with killing someone else. i had been sober since june 6th but relapsed the other day, pretty much the situation im in right now if i piss dirty i go a long time in county so it just really isnt worth it.

 

idk i just felt like rambling

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Oxy and xanax is a straight up recipe for disaster...add alcohol to that and you're just asking for trouble. I get that people have their vices, but getting behind the wheel of a car when you cant see/stand straight is never acceptable or excusable. You got lucky that no one got hurt. Use that as a reminder of what could've happened to stop that stuff homie.

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Went a week sober, gave in with a bottle of wine today. It's almost gone and I want more. Depression leads to alcohol, and alcohol leads to depression. it's a losing battle and I'm not strong enough to fight myself. I need a job, and a girlfriend. Honestly, without the both of those driving me towards a greater good, and wanting to do better, I have nothing to work for. I need something to make sobriety worth something. I'm happy I made it a week, but at the same time it doesn't feel like it accomplished anything, cause I'm in the same place.

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unless you are really bottomed out (nh) it takes a little more then a week to see the reason why sobriety is the way to go.

 

in my circumstances I was miserable enough that I welcomed the change and even noticed physical improvement in the first few weeks.

 

i got a bunch of friends that swear off drinking, last a few weeks and then go back.....it just may take something that really puts the willingness into you.

 

from people i know/myself etc....you never really sober up for other things, jobs, girlfriends, family etc.

 

10 times out of 10 you get sober because you realize for what ever reason (court, accidents, fights, depression etc) that alcohol isnt working for you.

 

if your an alchy then you are never going to change how you drink, you may modify it a little, but it will almost always get back to where it was.

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