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I am proud to say I'm 5 months clean after being on opiates over 7 years. I was on Oxy's most of that time but i was on 120mg of methadone for the last 8 months. I went to a rehab program and have been out for 2 months now. I can handle the cravings but what is hard is the insomnia and lack of energy. I still have bad anxiety and really need peace. I take no prescriptions at all. My BP stays high and I just dont feel well. I am surely done withdrawing after 5 months. I just dont understand this anxiety. I cant even work due to feeling exhausted, so i dont go get a hard job due to fear of relapse. I am scared this is as good as it is gonna get and I am only 29 y/o. Any tips or ideas are appreciated. I hope there is nothing more serious wrong i havent discovered yet.

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Dear Hardlife, First of all, please let me congratulate you for what you are going thru my friend, as I know that it is a hard and exhaustive journey. I understand completly. My 3rd child, a daughter, began her decent into hell 8 years ago. What used to be a beautiful and vivacious young lady, turned into a skinny, frail, sickly, drug ridden shell of a person. She to enjoyed abusing herself with opiates, then went to the mother of them all, banging heroin. She lost everything, and i mean everything, including her precious little boy. She had no place to live and did what ever it took to get her stuff off the street. She was in constant danger and each time my phone rang, i thought it could be the coroner. She was in and out of rehab, always promising to do good, but never did. I drove her all the way to Albany in a blizzard (8 hours from me) just to get her into a very prestigious facility, only to get a phone call from the counselor telling me that someone picked her up, not 2 days after i got her there. I was disgusted and hurt and petrified.

She had been in and out of jail as well, boosting for big ticket item's that would afford her drugs. She has been chased on foot, by police and actually wrestled to the groung, hog tied and thrown face down into the back of a police car. OMG, a mother's anguish, you will never know, or maybe you do know. She would get out of jail and go right back at it...again. Finally, there was a bench warrent out on her, which she obviously ignored, but i didn't. I had her arrested myself. The judge posted no bail and my child sat in county lockup for 13 weeks, then mandated to an in patient rehab facility for 8 weeks, then mandated again to a half way house for another 12 weeks. That was 3 years ago. Today she is bright and well educated. She is now going for her BA and gives lectures at colleges and half way houses as well. She holds down a job, has gotten her son back and her drivers license.

She did not feel well for a long time, but she pushed herself thru it all. It took 33 weeks which is almost 9 months for her her to feel better. Now she is exhausted but it is because she is pushing herself so hard to get her life back on track. If this makes you feel better, i can ask her some stuff for you. I can see how long it takes for someone to really start to feel human again. Let me know. But in the meantime, keep going and never look back.

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BBfeet... Your daughters story really hit home with me. I have had a horrible week. I am still going strong but I was accused by several family members of relapse. The worst part is I was going out of my way to help them when they accused me. (went to relatives to help them move furniture and they saw me eat a piece of candy out of my pocket and called my parents saying I was eating pills, other time I cleaned up litter from my old uncles driveway since he is sick and they said I was stealing scrap metal and saw me put it in back of my truck ) so they came over yelling only to see where I had 3 trash bags full of litter I cleaned up in the back of my truck. And both times they apologized by saying "we are just keeping our eyes on you for your own good" which I appreciate but it hurts when I was starting to get a tiny piece of pride back only to be called a thief and be wrongly accused of taking drugs. Now I am so alone. It is uncomfortable around my whole family because they know they hurt me, but I am just going to "love them from a distance" as they say. They bring me down unintentionally of coarse but they do bring me down. I hate to say it but my family is not helping me stay clean. They are wonderful people and they want the best for me but they treat me like a handicapped mental patient. Always looking at my pupils not hearing a word I say. If I am interested or excited about something they expect the worst case and wind up just making me wish I never opened my damn mouth. I love them but they are depressing me and I only find myself smiling now days when I am away from them for a while.If you cant tell this is hard for me. What do I do? this has been going on for a while now, but I always just told myself its me and I am just screwed up and still adjusting. I just need a better paying job so I can move out of their house and really keep my life positive. It just sucks to say and think like this about my own blood
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Dear Hardlife,

  Family does mean well, i know, but there are time's when they need to keep their mouth's shut. Everytime my daughter would come over, i would do a visual scan of her, i would notice anything that wasn't right. If i had a concern, i would alway's take her to the side to talk to her, never within ear shot of anyone else. One Christmas she came over and i went into the bathroom right after she did, not checking, but i really had to pee! There was tiny droplet's of blood on the back of the toilet seat and a few on the floor, i was so upset....again. I called her out on it right away and she thought i would believe her when she told me that she had started her period, which she never got bc she was so frail. It was blood from hitting a vein while she was shooting up, in MY bathroom. I didn't throw her out, but i reminded her that there were a lot of little kid's in the house, including her son, and what would happen if she left the syringe behind and one of the little one's got hold of it?

Listen, as long as you know that you are not doing anything wrong, let them wonder all they want. I am not sticking up for them but they are genuinley concerned and they really do love you. They just have to know when to talk and when not to. Tell them that if they have a concern to bring it to and not all get together and have a dissing contest. Throw a drug test at them once in a while. You may have to proove yourself, tho i hate to say that. But you have hurt them for a long time and they need positive reinforcement. I did. My daughter would tell me that was as clean as a whistle, of course i had my doubt's, and if i had to eat crow, i did, tho i didn't like the taste. Eventually they will trust you and beleive in you, but you do have to show them.

You sound like you have your stuff together, and i am proud of you, tho i don't know you. We all screw up, somehow in someway we do. Each and every one of us has a our little cross to bare, but i promise you that you will get thru this and be so much stronger when you come out. By all means, look for another job. Keep yourself BUSY, that is so important. Whatever you make now, put it away and save it for a down payment on an apartment, work a part time job at nite if you have to. Stay away from negative people and make a whole new set of friend's. Stay far away from the "old crowd" if there was one, as they can be your worst enemie's. Set your parent's down and have a "heart to heart" with them, ask them to help you be strong, ask them not to talk about you as it bring's you down. You are still in a vulnerable state, you DO NOT need to relapse, promise me you won't? Do something positive, volunteer in a soup kitchen on Saturday's, visit the elderly in a Nursing home and buy a 5.00 bunch of flower's for one of the patient's, visit your animal shelter and volunteer to clean up dog poop, or start a drive to get old blanket's and stuff for sheltered animal's. She did all that stuff and it made her stronger and tougher. She had no time to listen to negative c**p from anyone, including me. Take an on line course pertaining to something that you dreamed of doing or take an EMT course at nite, set your site's on becoming a paramedic. To make some extra money, deliver pizza or flower's on your time off, you can deliver pizza at nite for 4 or 5 hours, you will get good tips! KEEP YOURSELF MOVING all the time.

Don't exclude your family, they do love you, really. Just tell them what's up and remind them that their constant negativity is bringing you down. Ask them to work with you, not against you. Remind them that you want them to be proud of you, but you need their help. They don't know how hard this is for you, and they don't really understand what is behind an addict or what they go thru. Teach them and help them to understand. But remember, i am here for you too my friend. Stand tall and proud and push forward, i have faith in you.

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I'm an addict. I struggled the first few months of pregnancy with stopping. By the time I deliver, I'll have 5 or so months of being clean. Will my baby test negative?
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