It stopped me for about 6 weeks. ODing itself took all the energy out of me for a few weeks. I was wrecked.
But back then I didn't really care about getting that close to death, death was desirable. I was just glad I didn't die so that my family didn't find out that i did drugs when the police rang to tell them to claim my corpse...
Oh I forgot... I mixed high amounts of alcohol and red bull with cocaine one night and partied for a bit but then went from as high as I had ever been to depressed in a split second which made me suicidal. That same boyfriend had to sit with me until the effects wore off. So he also saved my life that night... I told him I wanted to go home and was planning my suicide in the car but acting normal, but he picked up something and asked if I was actually okay and I started crying and telling him why I was depressed and eventually about my plans.