Back in the college party days…I used to love Xanax too. I did develop “a small” addiction to them, but man, did food taste delicious while on them! I usually took the 2 mg. “bars/logs/boats/etc.” whole or in halves. At first I felt really good…I felt really social. I would start conversations with strangers when normally I wouldn’t have. They made me feel like getting work done; to have a productive day. They sometimes made me horny too, but back then it didn’t take much. And they were great to have around when coming down from any “uppers”. Take one with a beer to get a cool buzz, and then eat some chicken wings or something. Man I used to take those things all the time…they were alot of fun to have around.
They eventually became “mind erasers”. After a night/day of using I wouldn’t remember anything. I once went to see a movie with a friend. So I popped a couple, enjoyed my popcorn and candy, sank really, really low into the seat, and watched “a movie”. A week later I saw an advertisement for a movie (the same one I just saw while “all z’d up”) and asked the same firend if he wanted to go see it. He kindly reminded me that “We just saw that movie. Let’s see something better.” I told him, with confidence, that I’ve never seen that movie, and that he was tripping. This went one for a while until he also reminded me that I “was all z’d up when I saw the movie”. I respectfully conceded.
I took some xanax when I went home for Christmas one year. Everyone was telling me how good I looked… that I looked really healthy…seemed to be “in good spirits”. Are you kidding me, I was feeling damned good!
I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror then thought what an asshole I was to be in my parents house, fucked up. How disrepesctful was that? But that though didn’t last long because I was feeling just too good!
There was this other time when I took a bunch of xanax and tried to drive (I think I was trying to get to a swimming pool, at a friend’s house). Let’s just say that LUCKILY no one was killed or injured (I’m talking about other drivers/passengers…not myself) when I totalled my car. I could have easily wrecked many lives around me and not have known what the hell was going on because of the mind erasers.
It’s been a long time since I’ve taken a “boat”. My suggestion to you is to STOP TAKING XANAX!!! I know…they’re fun in the beginning, but you will get hurt by them. They’ll fuck your brain up really good…then ask for seconds, and you won’t even remember you’ve already given thirds! You’ll be hooked before you know it…I was. You may think that was because I was just some dumb fuck, but I was/still am fairly intelligent. It can happen to anyone, at any time and when you’re there it’ll be too late. You’ll come to depend on them in situations where you normally wouldn’t think to use them ie. visiting your folks/family/friends during the holidays, going to a party where you may not know many people, etc. But this is just my opinion on Xanax. You’ll have to live and learn on your own. Just think about all the connections in your brain that you’re severing when your “all z’d up”!
Maybe you should ask yourself why you’re taking xanax? Can your situation be resolved without the use of xanax? Don’t use it just because some white coat gave you a prescription for it.