Experience:2mg Etizolam - Here be dragons
- Date: August 15/16 2017
- Gender: Male
- Weight: 165 lbs
- Age: 25
- Background: I had tried to quit smoking before, due to increased irritability towards those around me. The idea was that I would use something to take the edge off, and picked Etizolam. I had very little experience with any benzos prior to this one.
- 0 min I start with 2mg of Etizolam, as it had been a couple days without a cigarette.
- 30 min - I start to feel really mellow, and forget completely about my desire for a smoke.
- 1 hour - I try to play a game online with a friend, and everything starts off alright. After maybe half an hour, she's telling me that I'm just running around in circles, but I thought I was doing great.
- 2 hours - She's now telling me that she can't understand what I'm saying. I'm enunciating, and using real words, but they're out of order and irrelevant to what the topic of conversation is.
- After 2 hours I black out at this point, but I remember fragments. The first thing I remember is being handcuffed and bonking my head on the door of the squad car. Now I get why they push your head down. The next thing I recall is waking up in the County psych ward at 2 in the morning. I remember dosing at about 6pm on Tuesday, so I figure this makes sense, but I'm terrified of this place. It's 20 cots in a room, and half the people are screaming. I have to wait 4 hours before anyone will tell me why I'm here, and I don't have my wallet or even any shoes. The doctor shows me the police report, but the first thing I notice is that the date and time on it reads "5pm, Wednesday, August 16th, 2017." Confused, I ask the doctor what day it is. She tells me it's Thursday, and that I was apparently acting crazy all yesterday. I read further in the report, and it says I chased my roommate around the house with a knife, which is so far out of character for me that I think it's a joke. Well, it wasn't a joke, and they finally let me out at 11pm Thursday, thanks to my roommates not pressing charges. When I get home, I look in the Etizolam container, and find that out of the 50mg I started with, only 22 were left. My best guess of what happened was that I blacked out and kept redosing the whole time, and I had a strange and violent reaction to it.
I understand that this type of experience is probably very rare, and most likely wouldn't happen to the average person. All I can suggest is that anyone who wants to try Etizolam be very careful, and maybe have someone monitor your consumption. I learned the hard way that this kind of thing just isn't for me.
- Anxiety suppression I felt very at ease.
- Addiction suppression I had lost all urge for tobacco.
- Language suppression Apparently nothing I said made sense.
- analysis suppression/Focus suppression/ - I couldn't make heads or tails of anything I did after a certain point.
- Delusions of sobriety - I had no clue how far gone I was.
- Amnesia - I still don't remember the vast majority of that time.
- Mania - I supposedly got violent.
- Compulsive redosing - I have no recollection of taking most of it.