Citation: AnCapKevin. "The Euphoria Hooked Me: An Experience with Pregabalin (exp96542)". Erowid.org. Dec 14, 2019. erowid.org/exp/96542
When I was in my freshman year of high school, I was extremely depressed. The doctor said it was Bipolar Type II, which means the elevated mood is euphoric and then anxiety kicks in and kills it. The ups arenít the problem; my downs are horrible. Suicide has often been rationalized and twice attempted. I stopped going to school and did online high school. In an extremely depressive episode in April 2010, I found my motherís Lyrica, found out itís psychoactive, and took several capsules. I didnít give a damn that my mother would be in worse pain as a result. I was miserable, and deserved help.
Lyrica provided me that help. While the mood stabilizers only turned me into a less intelligent zombie, Lyrica saved me. The depression was gone; replaced with absolute euphoria. It lasted all day and even gave me a little buzz the next morning. I had tried cannabis before but didnít like it much cause it dumbed me down. Pregabalin, on the other hand, opened my eyes and gave me a feeling of euphoria, seemingly based in the belly region. I upped my dose again the next day, but it wasnít much better. The third day I tried again and got almost nothing. This drug only works about two days in a row but no more than that (for me, at least).
Soon I was craving it. I ended up taking almost all of her bottle for the month. She was in so much pain, and I had never seen her more angry and disappointed than that. My dad considered it violence against my mother as it would cause her pain. The addiction started to destroy my family. I told friends about it, and most of them told me to stop. One made me tell my family about the use. Ignoring my good friends, I continued to find the now hidden pills. As more pills turned up missing they locked up the pills, and I thought my Lyrica use was over.
As that happened, I decided to use other things to make up for it. Alcohol, weed, hydro/oxycodone, codeine, adderall; anything to replace the misery of my mind. As the depression worsened, the drug use escalated. Soon I was using every day, but still missed the Lyrica. I decided to try to open the locked box that I found. It was a key lock, and I picked it with a simple paperclip! I had pregabalin and adderall and leftover oxycodone from my momís past surgery. It was drug heaven! I decided to open the capsules and snort/parachute them, leaving the capsule in the bottle as if nothing had happened. This worked for several months until my parents noticed the capsules were empty. They then found out that I could open the lock and got another locked box which required a 3 number combination (x-x-x). I figured it out. The use continued and depression worsened without it. I used anything I could, like stealing robitussin bottles from the grocery store and absolutely anything I could get my hands on.
I usually use at home, a comfortable setting, but doing it with other people and going in public is astoundingly fun. The first time I drove on real streets with my permit, I was on pregabalin. It was cool, but looking back, it was a horrendously stupid mistake. Driving while intoxicated is NOT okay, and no one should do it. No matter how good you think you are at driving high, itís just not okay. Please have a designated driver.
Anyway, Lyricaís effects for me are magical. I feel amazing all over my body, and everything feels absolutely great, even hurting yourself (Iíve chewed my lip to bleeding and slashed my hand with a knife and the blood coming out felt really good. So be aware of this). Euphoria fills my body. Nicotine increases the high significantly, and smoking cigarettes just feels amazing. The smoke coming in and out of the lungs feels amazing.
Eyesight is affected: I often close my left eye while on Lyrica because looking with both eyes often makes text illegible. This is also bad, as I got in a habit of that even when not high and my eyes are screwed up. If I could go back, I would certainly suck it up and deal with the double vision! Anything involving fluid is fantastic. Drinking something, even water, feels great, and so does urinating. I drank only one time with pregabalin and it was no fun at all and I didnít remember much the next day other than feeling sick and passing out. Lyrica also impairs my walking and motor skills. It makes me rather talkative usually, then rather tired, or relaxed. Once when I was sitting on a couch after taking a TON of this drug I had a strange hallucination. I was having a conversation with my brother who I could see, then he disappeared.
I was having a conversation with my brother who I could see, then he disappeared.
In reality, he was at school the whole time. If I take too much I get really sleepy and often fall asleep. Sometimes when itís peaking I have weird visuals with my eyes closed.
I realized I had a huge problem with the drugs. I joined a drug rehab Intensive Outpatient program. It really really helped for a while, but I kind of stumbled upon the pills and found a bottle of one-hundred and eighty Lyrica pills. It was a tough choice, but I chose to relapse. I seriously regret that now, even as I sit here with my full body orgasm going on. Lyrica is both a blessing and a curse.
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
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