- Jul 9, 2010
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Look come downs aren't the worst thing about drugs, no, but it's just another thing I don't get.The pills being sold don't seem
Strong enough to actually cause that much of a come down.
People do keep wanting them week after week though.
You drink and get pissed and you spew into a toilet bowl for hours the next day and don't feel right 'til Monday. You say you're too old for drinking and then you get pissed again by Thursday. Old adage, move on.
But you go out on the [shape] [colour]'s and yes people feel exhilaration but you spend two, two and a half days genuinely feeling like absolute s**t, having a weird headache, not being able to comprehend simple sentences, not being able to feel tired and properly sleep, then another couple of days where you feel a little away from the world and a little confused and maybe not laughing at all. Then these *heads go out and do it all again so soon – surely there comes a point where the rush itself just isn't as good as it once was, and feeling sad for a few days makes you consider the pattern you are in.
It's a bit like when yobbos, Lebs, and bogans go 'smoke a cone brah, chill yaself down' like marijuana is some joyous thing that makes every individual sedated, calm, and agreeable. Reality is some people might get that reaction but a lot also suffer anxiety, confusion, and paranoia.
Young kids these days seem afraid to sit down their local pub and drink a few jugs in the sun or a couple of pints with a counter meal watching the last match of the round. So many young blokes seem s**t scared of meeting a friend and having a gutful and maybe not doing it, or ending up at, some festival or a trendy joint. Of course drinking has its pitfalls – addiction, acting like a dickhead, money, weight gain, liver issues – but people take way worse s**t and think it's cool and acceptable and you shouldn't consider it again, when in reality all vices should be treated with respect.
Then again I can't smoke weed anymore because I no longer giggle like I did as a teenager, but think cops are onto me and the next tram approaching is a road train, and drugs increase my neurosis too much I can barely enjoy their effects... I can get genuine come downs when I'm hungover where I have no serotonin, feel ashamed and anxious, and regret and hate my situation even if I did nothing wrong and didn't even spend a hundred bucks. Drugs aren't for me and I don't berate anyone who does but this laissez-faire attitude toward their usage bowls me over. Take them if you want – everyone can have one of their nights of their life with people they like, a venue they frequent, and whatever else... but sometimes you sort of have to wonder... yeah... you know... what the * is in them... are you taking them too much... are you actually feeling okay?...