Citation: tercianaddict. "I Still Do It Once in a While: An Experience with Zopiclone (exp113911)". Erowid.org. Apr 12, 2020. erowid.org/exp/113911
Creativity on Zopiclone
I was prescribed Zopiclone by my psychiatrist to help with my sleep. I have had a number of mental health issues in the past few years, and have been on quite a few drugs (anti psychotics, anti-depressants, anti-anxiety medsÖ). I never used Zopiclone on a daily basis in order to prevent habituation. Most of the times, I only use one pill (7,5mg) when I canít find sleep and then head to bed. I try to not have any distraction nearby and just stay still until the meds kick in and I finally can sleep.
Now, there are only two occasions on which I have strayed from the dose prescribed by my doctor: there was one half suicide attempt / half cry for help: I took fourteen pills, went to sleep for 18 to 20 hours and woke up dehydrated and with a hell of head ache. But the experience I want to report on is not as extreme.*
I have found that taking 2 pills (15mg) instead of one is actually quite a pleasurable experience. Usually, I take both pills just before heading to bed (often on an empty stomach because I had my last meal quite a few hours ago if not more. It is to be noted that I also take Venlafaxine 3x75 and Concerta 18mg daily but in the morning
I also take Venlafaxine 3x75 and Concerta 18mg daily but in the morning
). It takes approximately 20 minutes to fully kick in. Then there is around 20 to 40 minutes that I really enjoy and then I become too sleepy to function and just go to sleep.
During those 20 to 40 minutes in between, I try not to get out of bed, because I am very dizzy and have no balance whatsoever. I also am not able to realize the extent of my movements or to measure distances. But I enter this sort of trance like mood. I donít feel really conscious: I never think about personal things in this time, like what I have to do for the day after, or my problems with my health, things like that. Instead I find that my creativity and imagination is through the roof. Itís like Iím dreaming but with the great advantages that Iím awake enough to write down what Iím thinking about as Iím thinking, and that usually Iím rational enough that the ideas I jot down are understandable, and usually not half bad.
I am a very artistic person. I write a lot. During those times, I will find myself pulling from previous experiences or medias Iíve consumed to find new ideas I had never thought about. Last time it happened, I was inspired by the book I had read the previous week and wrote an entire sheet of prompts for stories based around certain plot points or characters. When I was done, I just put the pen down and went to bed.
I felt content. Pleased with my creativity. I wouldnít say happy because it feels like quite a strong word and during this time, I donít dwell on my feelings at all because I am too captivated by the stories and the worlds I am creating, but itís close enough. I try to not repeat the experience too often though, first because Iím deadly terrified of addiction and therefore donít want this to become a habit and second because I have been known to use imagination as a way to escape the real world already too often, at the point where I will put my health in danger (not eat, not sleep, not go out for days on end, just stay on my couch staring at nothing, thinking.). So, I donít want to encourage it too much with drugs. But I still do it once in a while. I like it.
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