Excuse me for my English, it is not my native language.
This is a great shame, that being normal covers so much conditions, from being a healthy and happy individual, to being a miserable, sad trainwreck of a person, living a mediocre life, looking forward to better days, knowing they won't come, but still hoping... because, he is NOT clinically depressed.
Both individuals are normal. They do not deserve medical treatment. The one poor lonely failing bastard just deserves to die this way, because... fuck him! The really depressed people, they are the one deserving attention, not the one who is borderline, but still in the NORMAL group.
This is of course the frame of mind in current western medicine. We are treating "conditions" i.e words, not Suffering. When the Suffering is great, we invent a new word to name it, but when it is mild... we just are not interested.
I know this because i am a doctor
Well my story was one of testing various psychoactive substances over the course of several years, until I finally left my synapses a bit tired (no real depression or anything, but emotional blunting, for sure). I REALLY went over the top a few times, and put myself into danger, I still feel scared about some of these times (4 PMPD was the last one... won't take it again ever. Never mess with it at high doses. I went into full blown generalized seizure... I am happy it didn't end up being Status Epilepticus, as the person who was with me at the moment was under the influence, and was so much out of it, that he just didn't realize how serious it could have been).
Just to say, I am not a wise man in any manner, so don't expect what follows to be smart, it is just an experiment, and I am the guinea pig
After all these years of looking at how fast the shit can hit the fan when using untested chemicals for fun, i decided to calm down, but was feeling anhedonia, as if something was missing that prevented me from enjoying life. This is why I had a short lived love story with gabapentin (and pregabalin), bromazepam, then when the gaba overload made me really tired and forgetful, I switched to hydroxyzine to withdraw, then stopped everything. Still feeling as if living under my own potential of well being. Not depressed (and this is important, NOT A SINGLE TIME in my life, even in the most miserable moment, have I been clinically depressed).
So antidepressants were not an option to feel better. Moreover, their sexual side effects were not an option either (gaba agonists left me with a limp dick that thankfully subsided upon cessation).
I still wanted to give tianeptine a shot, seeing that it was not a classical antidepressant, and then... BOOOM! I feel great, yeah!
The low level opioid agonism is a great Healer of the Aching Heart
The problem with tianeptine is that downregulation and dependence and toxicity, and....
Well no. The REAL problem with tianeptine, is that after two weeks, the powder in the bags becomes sitcky and it is a pain in the ass to put into gelcaps!
The solution would be to put all of the powder into gelcaps as soon as the bag is opened, but that is without considering how lazy I am.
So I went with another solution : Low Dose Naltrexone.
I want to drown in my own endorphins!
I want them to flood my synapses... I just love them!
That is not to get high, as I was doing in my younger years. That is to live a richer and more meaningful life. As was the case on tianeptine.
But tianeptine's time is over now! Place to Mu Antagonism.
I will try to update my subjective feelings for the sake of the science of nothing. Just because.
Day 1:
Because I am a real adventurer, I decided to try Low Dose naltrexone after a mini relapse in my old addictive behaviors compelled me to consume tramadol more often and in greater doses than healthy over the course of a month or two... or maybe three, on top of the tianeptine.
And after being in a kind of brain fog for the greater part of the morning, i decide that enough is fucking enough, and it's time to act like a man!
I make a prescription for myself, go to a pharmacy that is not used to see me, and order the naltrexone.
I dissolve the half of a 50 mg pill in a 50 mL bottle of water, and down the quarter of it.
Ooooh my...
Why did I think that I wouldn't experience withdrawal?
I sure did...
Just to summarize, it was physically and mentally painful. My skin felt like it was burning, I had trouble breathing, I had vasoconstriction in extremities, my pupils were dilated, and I had "tracers"... wait... i already felt like that...
It was strangely similar to the bodyload and the anxiety of a very bad Mushroom Trip.... interesting, I wasn't thinking it would be similar.
That thought eased my mind a little bit, and i managed to sleep through the worst of it.
Strangely enough, I felt ... cleansed after this experience.
So the same night, I downed another 3 mg of the stuff, to much milder results
Day 2 and 3 :
I can feel the endorphin boost working during the day... and the antagonism during the night sure makes for weird weird dreams...
The feeling upon waking up is one of great fatigue, and it is really tough to get going.
I do not feel sad or anxious.
Let's set a scale. Say depression is the 0. Euphoria is the 10. The objective would be to live in the 5-8 range most days, with just a few 9s and maybe one or two 10s.
Before tianeptine, my baseline was a disappointing but "clinically normal" 3.
Under tianeptine, i lived in the 4 to 6 range. Pretty close
Now today, at the end of day 3 I feel at a 5 or maybe even a 6 Great!
I want to do stuff... read some Edgar Allan Poe... don't know why, except that he's great! Ok maybe not the most cheerful read... I try to convey how good i feel by telling you i want to read "The Raven", I think there may be a chance that you won't be convinced. Well nevermind....
Final note : A side effect of low dose naltrexone for me is a quasi systematic hard on everytime i take it.
Now this is about the time for my nightly dose.
Sorry for my rambling.
Well in fact I do not REALLY feel sorry. Sorry for that.
See you.