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Tried to go to work after taking benzos. Thought they were out my system but unfortunately not. Luckily a friend who worked there noticed I was fucked up and intercepted me at door. She sat me down on a park bench and called my partner who had to leave her work to give my dumbass a lift home.
This happened in 2019 but we still refer to it as "the incident". Could have gone so wrong if my friends and partner were less supportive. I have no memory of the preceeding 5 days surrounding the incident. Apparently I was out at bars and spending money like a maniac, ruining family dinner parties, etc. Awful.
Benzos are the devil to me. They turn me into a zombie that is seeking to get more fucked up at every point. Friends don't seem to experience this Dr Jekyll/Mr Hyde thing I have.