First let me start off by saying that I was addicted to Xanax.

Shortly after the experience I am about to talk about, I stopped taking Xanax and had very bad withdrawl syndromes, including an apparantly permanent studder.

June 2003:
I was introduced to Xanax. My best friend came across a supplier of sorts and always had anywhere from 20 to 500 of the 2mg Xanax. Taking these pills became an everyday thing for me. Normally, it was just one a day, but sometimes 2 or 3.

July 2003:
1 or 2 of the 2mg pills was just not enough anymore. Now I would take 3 or 4 on a daily basis. I also experimented with snorting the pills. I found that it hits you harder and quicker, but does not last quite as long as ingesting the pills.

August 2003:
Now it takes 5 or 6 of the 2mg bars to effect me the way I wanted to be effected. I began to get nosebleeds from snorting so much of the substance.

August 19th, 2003:
Note:Because of the amount of xanax I had taken on this day, the details of this story are sketchy, and have been developed by pictures and on the accounts of others because I have no memories of this day whatsoever.

I started off the day with a bag of 20 2mg Xanax (alprozolam) pills. I ended the day in a hospital, in some sort of a coma. 4 days later I awoke to the sound of my dads voice and the first thing I saw was a picture of my car - it was completely totalled. I had no idea what had happened. Evidently, I was driving and lost control, slamming into a set of neighborhood mailboxes. The police found my plastic bag with the Xanax in it, yet there were only 5 left.. which means that 15 of the 2mg pills were missing. They were either consumed by me, lost, or sold (and the doctor said that based on the state that I was in when I arrived at the hospital, his guess was that I consumed at least 26mg or 13 pills).

That was the last time I ever tried xanax.

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