Fought in combat for operation enduring (((freedom))) a while back. Came back with my physical health still somewhat intact, but a part of me died fighting sand niggers for hook noses in RC south afghan. Took the black pill for 7+ years and drank myself to sleep every night to avoid the nightmares and social anxiety with cheap whiskey and vodka, to the point where I was a handle deep at my worst. Decided that forcing my liver to carry the weight of my self-pity and depression at clown world wasn't sustainable, and tried to cold turkey from daily 750ml self medication of smirnoff.
DONT FUCKING COLD TURKEY IT. Unless you're a nigger or a kike.
I literally almost died and had the worst visual and auditory hallucinations in my life that scrambled my noggin for 2 weeks to the point where doctors thought I had undiagnosed bi polar or schizophrenia. I still only vaguely remember that 2 weeks of tortuous detox in a VA psych ward.
Havent drank or smoked pot in 5 months now, and got back into weight lifting, heavy squats, deadlifts, military presses, benching, and back rows 3x a week, 500 calories under TDEE.
I'm in even better shape than when I was a younger buck jumping out of C-17s, and I have a completely new mental clarity without that (((poison))). Cook your own food, meal prep, stack ammo, edge out that ego, and just be overprepared rather than under prepared when swathes of spear chucking niggers and pink haired hamplanets storm the streets in the coming months.
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[–] Blurnaldblurmpf [S] 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago
Some of the hallucinations I had were people's faces literally morphing into demonic caricatures, I can completely relate, I like to call the DTs devil triggers now, it felt like a purgatory or hell with some of the shit I remember.
The whole experience has given me a newfound connection to God, who I believe helped me through. Its cool if others don't wanna believe, but the spirituality of it helped me through and many others.
[–] TripleZ ago (edited ago)
Now imagine when you die you see similar demonic faces. In Buddhism they tell you to expect it. In some realms of the dying process you are plagued by a constant stream of demonic faces scaring the bejesus out of you. A master will realize these images are nothing more than projections of their own mind and casually sail through them. Good on you for quitting. Consider taking up meditation to help you continue.