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ShadowDancer
Big pharma got to me
- Aug 10, 2023
- 15
I'd like to start by saying I have been reading many threads here and I saw my youth in most of you. I have come over many many hardships and struggles much like all of you. Suicide was always in the back of my mind for a long time throughout my life but I endured. Not gonna say things got better but I got tougher and matured. Most of you will too and leave this site in due time. I don't want to assume stuff about your lives but your stories, your video game/anime profile pictures, all of us have very similar personalities. As long as you are healthy, remember, you can save some money and leave your life behind, disappear to another country and start over. Forget about how cruel the world is, there's always the chance. That's what I did.
I wasn't born attractive. Was born in a third world shitty country. Was never given enough money by my parents. I had socializing issues growing up. I was extremely hairy, tried to get that fixed and did to a degree but in the end got my entire body burnt. Small burns nothing major but in every hair follicle. I had a myriad of problems that people made fun of me for. Got rejected by girls, never given love by my parents which led me to seek consolation outside in other females' arms which led me to contract prostatitis and herpes. Never had a proper job etc. Never studied what I wanted to study never had proper anything. Always fought with father(physically too). Mother was Bpd which I inherited. Bro is autistic and to a degree I am too. Got used to it all.
My father,after having a heart attack and getting surgery, started treating me like a proper son. He wanted me to do things his way, over time he got wealthier. I conceded and started seeing things his way. I realized people were suffering outside. At least id be sheltered if I were to take over my father's business and have a real bright future for the first time in my life. I matured.no amount if pain I endured in the past mattered.
I wanted to fix the prostatitis before catching a plane to Korea and then Japan and then hong Kong for my vacation. They gave me ofloxacin which is like Cipro. Got insomnia, couldn't sleep for ten days. Searched online and the scientific texts I found said it would go away in two days after discontinuing the meds. So I was like ok I'll finish my course and then stop. Big mistake...
OTC pills didn't work so I was given mirtazapine. Soon after I developed visual problems along with tinnitus. Dysacussis, hyperacusis. I never tied it to mirtazapine until I found survivingantidepressants site. Thought it was the antibiotics but oh no.
Over time I got worse and worse. Now the ringing is in my head mostly, I can hear the neurons misfiring. Electricity literally moving in my brain. Outside I don't hear it. Inside only in silence. But in bed it goes up to a 6. I got visual problems too, but these don't matter much. If I had lost an eye I could take it. Losing an arm I could take it...
Cause here's the thing. My only coping mechanism was (and I had a talk about this with a friend a month before I took the damn pills) my sleep and silence and as long as I had those I could endure anything. I could go anywhere, start over, disappear, manage dad's business...
Did I offend god by saying this so I got t and insomnia a month after?
You know what's funny? I watched all Bruce Lee movies back to back with my bro. When we were done I made a comment saying it is really cruel for him to die after taking a single pill for his headache at the age of 36. That was the last though I had on my mind when I crashed that night. I am 36. I took pills and I'm a cripple now. Did I offend god by saying this?
I took Cipro before. Nothing happened. Sometime later an article popped up in my news feed warning about the dangers of cipro.i read it and years later took ofloxacin anyways. Was this a warning from god?
I wasn't able to find the pills at any pharmacy for days. And after I forced my way to get some. I placed them on my table for weeks before I took them because it didn't feel right to take them before I identified the root cause of my prostatitis. Doctors were not helpful so I decided to take them. Was god trying to get me away from taking them...
Funnily I never believed in god until this happened to me ... Always cursed his name.
If I could go back to 5 months ago.. I'd never be here. Too late for that.
My father's 73 and I sleep in his bed otherwise I'd be scared and can't fall asleep. I sleep on average two hours a night.
He has heart problems.
I need to find a way to ctb but it needs to look like I died of natural causes.
I hung myself with my belt a month ago. It works kinda but is too scary. SI kicked in and my right toe went numb for three weeks. Besides if I do that, it would cause heavy repercussions for my family members...
What do you suggest....
I wasn't born attractive. Was born in a third world shitty country. Was never given enough money by my parents. I had socializing issues growing up. I was extremely hairy, tried to get that fixed and did to a degree but in the end got my entire body burnt. Small burns nothing major but in every hair follicle. I had a myriad of problems that people made fun of me for. Got rejected by girls, never given love by my parents which led me to seek consolation outside in other females' arms which led me to contract prostatitis and herpes. Never had a proper job etc. Never studied what I wanted to study never had proper anything. Always fought with father(physically too). Mother was Bpd which I inherited. Bro is autistic and to a degree I am too. Got used to it all.
My father,after having a heart attack and getting surgery, started treating me like a proper son. He wanted me to do things his way, over time he got wealthier. I conceded and started seeing things his way. I realized people were suffering outside. At least id be sheltered if I were to take over my father's business and have a real bright future for the first time in my life. I matured.no amount if pain I endured in the past mattered.
I wanted to fix the prostatitis before catching a plane to Korea and then Japan and then hong Kong for my vacation. They gave me ofloxacin which is like Cipro. Got insomnia, couldn't sleep for ten days. Searched online and the scientific texts I found said it would go away in two days after discontinuing the meds. So I was like ok I'll finish my course and then stop. Big mistake...
OTC pills didn't work so I was given mirtazapine. Soon after I developed visual problems along with tinnitus. Dysacussis, hyperacusis. I never tied it to mirtazapine until I found survivingantidepressants site. Thought it was the antibiotics but oh no.
Over time I got worse and worse. Now the ringing is in my head mostly, I can hear the neurons misfiring. Electricity literally moving in my brain. Outside I don't hear it. Inside only in silence. But in bed it goes up to a 6. I got visual problems too, but these don't matter much. If I had lost an eye I could take it. Losing an arm I could take it...
Cause here's the thing. My only coping mechanism was (and I had a talk about this with a friend a month before I took the damn pills) my sleep and silence and as long as I had those I could endure anything. I could go anywhere, start over, disappear, manage dad's business...
Did I offend god by saying this so I got t and insomnia a month after?
You know what's funny? I watched all Bruce Lee movies back to back with my bro. When we were done I made a comment saying it is really cruel for him to die after taking a single pill for his headache at the age of 36. That was the last though I had on my mind when I crashed that night. I am 36. I took pills and I'm a cripple now. Did I offend god by saying this?
I took Cipro before. Nothing happened. Sometime later an article popped up in my news feed warning about the dangers of cipro.i read it and years later took ofloxacin anyways. Was this a warning from god?
I wasn't able to find the pills at any pharmacy for days. And after I forced my way to get some. I placed them on my table for weeks before I took them because it didn't feel right to take them before I identified the root cause of my prostatitis. Doctors were not helpful so I decided to take them. Was god trying to get me away from taking them...
Funnily I never believed in god until this happened to me ... Always cursed his name.
If I could go back to 5 months ago.. I'd never be here. Too late for that.
My father's 73 and I sleep in his bed otherwise I'd be scared and can't fall asleep. I sleep on average two hours a night.
He has heart problems.
I need to find a way to ctb but it needs to look like I died of natural causes.
I hung myself with my belt a month ago. It works kinda but is too scary. SI kicked in and my right toe went numb for three weeks. Besides if I do that, it would cause heavy repercussions for my family members...
What do you suggest....
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