Once I bought drugs from the street called "Xanax" and it fixed everything. It's like I was no longer autistic. I could actually speak, make eye contact and connect with people. I wasn't afraid to open up. I could handle stress. I could handle confrontation.
I tried to get Xanax legally the next time, but I guess it was considered drug seeking behaviour to ask for the medicine that fixed my life, so no doctor wanted to help or take me seriously. It's pretty controlled in Australia.
Ended up buying second bottle from the streets and they made me black out, crash my car into a pole and send crazy messages to everybody with no memory of it. So embarrassing and pushed away a lot of people.
The reality is they probably both weren't even xanax, could've been anything. Just get so desperate to change the way I am sometimes.
I dream about that first bottle of drugs because I feel like it "fixed" my autism, it probably just cured my anxiety though. I'm aware there's no real cure for the way I am.
I do wish doctors would be more trusting with me though and let me try different medication legally to see if anything helps me.
EDIT:
Thankyou for all the replies everybody! Thanks to those who were supportive and non-judgemental. Means a lot!
I thought that this post would just disappear into the void lol.
I wanna state that I am not endorsing the use of xanax. It's a controlled substance for good reasons.
I should have mentioned that this all happened about 5 - 6 years ago.
I suppose I agree, in a sense, that doctors should NOT have trusted me, especially because of the way I was approaching the situation, it was obviously drug seeking behaviour, even though I felt like it wasn't. In my head I was like " I'm not seeking it, I've already found it, any they won't prescribe it to me".
I also want to clarify that the first bottle of drugs, was a completely different drug to the second bottle, even though it was sold to me as "xanax" both times. And the pills looked identical to the pills in the first bottle. Turns out the black market is pretty inconsistent!
Also, I never mixed them with alcohol, and never took enough to become physically addicted. (1/4 bar, 1/2 bar at the most in one day) I definitely still feel mentally addicted though because even though it's been years since I took that "xanax", I can't deny that I still want that original drug. The second bottle scared the shit out of me though so I haven't touched it since.
These days I have a prescription for marijuana, and I love a good scotch, and that's it!
P.S. I'm so glad doctors exist!