Best anti-drug PSA I’ve seen: OP does benzos, ends up dating a whale

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Functionally browned out for 8 months, I work at a bank and have a fat girlfriend now

Last June, I was working in IT at a company remotely m and just kind of getting by day to day, nothing crazy. Life was quiet. I did instacart and doordash for most my food so I never really leave the house.

Anyway, I bought 2,500 clonazolams from India after I got my bonus from work. I figured I could lead an anxiety free existence for a while and finally break free of my anxious brain making decisions for me.

Before I took them though, I bought a time release pill dispenser from eBay and poured all 2000 in, and set the dispenser to release 2 of them every 4 hours. I then chucked the key locking it into place into the woods.

From when I ordered all those in June 2022, until about mid January, I was browned out, taking about 12 miligrams a day. I remember very little of what I did or who I saw. Overall, it’s caused me a lot of depression because my life has changed so dramatically in that time.

Here’s some things I know happened:

1. I have subbed to about 50+ OF girls, spending about 500+ per month

2. I spoke with my neighbor and he said most nights I’d be searching for something in the woods with a flashlight , most likely the pill key.

3. I started a dating a fat chick. She’s literally huge and I’m disgusted with myself (she brought me to detox when I ran out of drugs so meh *shrugs*)

4. I no longer talk to any relatives and when I try to reach out they don’t pick up

5. My new job at the bank is significantly worse than my old one ( pay wise). However there’s no oversight and very little to do. No wonder the hired me. I can’t afford my bills and in my haze signed up for many credit cards to fund the difference. I’m now deeply in debt

6. I have massive rebound anxiety- my life sucks now

7. My “girlfriend” now thinks we’re getting married and is too dumb to understand I was on a mindless bender. I’m too much of a coward to cop to it.

8. My boss thought I was borderline brain dead or “special needs” when I was hired, and is amazed at how well I’m doing on the “right medications” which is what I told him I was doing instead of rehab.


Moral of the story, never think the party is limitless. You WILL crash and you WILL burn. Benzos are now causing me to pick up the pieces of what once was a normal life

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The question is, how is the fat chick in bed?

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Terrible, she gets tired and starts huffing and puffing

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