It used to be alcohol and marijuana, but I stopped smoking about 4 years ago. I realized that I could take it or leave it, and it wasn't really helping anything. Now it's just alcohol, and mostly beer. Also I drink with friends, not alone as it would be kind of hard to do that at home....I'm of legal age but it's just something we don't do much of here. I guess it's not truly medicating my loneliness if I am with friends. Thankfully I have them. I'm just lonely for a girlfriend. Still, at my age and not having been on so much as one date, it bothers me a great deal.
constant stranger said:
At one time, vodka. Also weed but I quit that first. For a few years (..age 18 to about 26 or 27 or so..) LSD, peyote and psychedelic mushrooms. Coke was too expensive and I didn't get high enough, I thought. H was the forbidden "bad stuff"!!!.....my bourgeois pals and I snorted it a few times a year, (..poking was WAY too hard core..) and we thought we were badass......college white boy fantasies.
I'd be interested to hear your psychedelic experiences sometime...I have had a few as well. I didn't do that for loneliness though. That was about curiosity.
I didn't do acid etc. for reasons of loneliness either, although I did it for boredom sometimes. I did more than 100 trips, maybe 120 or so and curiosity was the reason i started and fascination was what kept me doing it again. Recreation and entertainment were my primary motives. I learned pretty quickly not to go tripping if I was depressed or anxious about something, to avoid any people or places with whom or where i was uncomfortable for any reason and to plan beforehand where I was going to be when i was high on psychedelics.
Out in nature was always the best venue....wooded hills, alpine meadows, seashore and tidal wetlands were always fascinating. I eventually kept on hand a bottle or two of vodka to come down with in the evening....trip all day and relax with a psychedelic drunk at night. I have fond memories of camping out at remote places I was very familiar with, dropping acid the next morning then spend the day enjoying whichever fascinating ecosystem I was in and then relaxing that night with a campfire and a bottle of vodka. Usually alone, but occasionally with a trusted friend.
All this was in the late 1970's in California, when I still had my youth. Be kind of interesting to do it again now that I'm old.......or older.