anonman17
Greenlighter
So, I'm trying to taper off heroin, but it's not working. I've got to be honest about my addiction to everything about using. Using heroin as a taper isn't working for me because I'm still associating with other active drug addicts, I'm shooting up, and I'm doing all the same things (like the hunt and the score) that stir my addiction. I've got to change all these behaviors if I'm going to have success cleaning up. I suppose I knew this in the common sense part of my brain, but I needed to relearn it. I've heard it called changing one's "playgrounds and playmates."
The more I associate with addicts, the more I welcome resentment into my life. I'm functional (who knows for how long), so I live my life quite differently than most active heroin addicts. I find myself associating with addicts to score and what not and they see me as someone who can drive them places or give them a place to stay or supply them with money. When I do those things, I hope that these people will come through for me when I need something from them, but it doesn't work like that. We are drug addicts. They only care about surviving through the next twenty minutes. Everyone is out to take as much as he can from the next person. I don't want to live my life like this anymore. It's sad. This road goes nowhere. If I go on like this, I live my life in anger until I run out of resources--and then I'll live my life trying to hustle the next guy who has the resources. Instead of being kind, I find myself being angry. I don't want to live my life as an angry person and I don't want a future as a manipulator and a cheat. I do want to say that I don't necessarily look down on people who survive through hustle (I used to do it the first time drugs took everything from me), I just don't want to live my life that way. It doesn't feel good to me.
I'm just as addicted to the actual process of cooking and then shooting (or even snorting) the drugs as I am to the (possible) feeling the drugs give me. Including this process in an attempt to get off drugs is counter-intuitive because it reenforces the addiction.
Using heroin as the substance to taper down with when I have access (albeit not ideally enough) to other things is also counter-intuitive. I have to play out a whole host of behaviors, and engage with other addicts, in order to obtain the heroin. These actions and interactions also feed my addiction.
I remember when I quit years ago. I had been using for quite a while and the drugs just didn't make me feel "good" anymore. I would use and use and either feel nothing or nothing enjoyable. I've only been using recreationally for three months and I hit that point in the first week! I've been using and using and it doesn't feel good. The drugs don't work. At this point, I'm using for three reasons: 1) To stay well (avoid opiate withdrawals) 2) Because I'm chasing a high that I'm rarely successful in achieving (mostly the drugs make me feel like shit physically and do nothing for me mentally) 3) Because I have a compulsion that I'm powerless against.
Today, once again, I've pumped loads of drugs into my veins and have felt very little. I have a tiny bit of heroin left that I'm going to do before the night is over. I might cook up some morphine for the hell of it too. After I'm done using my works, I'm going to walk them out of the house and dispose of them.
Tomorrow is the day. I have 20 or so 15mg morphine that I'm going to EAT (eat being a very important word because if I'm serious about quitting I have no excuse doing anything other than eating them) for the next few days. I'm going to eat (I'm trying to stamp it into my mind) as many as I need each day to feel well. They likely won't last very long; I found out the other day that my tolerance is kind of atrocious. It took me 80mg of IV morphine just to get well the other day. So, I'm going to stretch them out as long as I can and then spend at least 24 hours with nothing so that I can jump onto suboxone. I have 5 8mg subs. I hope to God I can taper off with those.
I think I'm ready now. I want to be a good person. I want to be a loving boyfriend, a trustworthy friend, a good pet companion, an avid student, a good son and brother, and in touch with God.
The more I associate with addicts, the more I welcome resentment into my life. I'm functional (who knows for how long), so I live my life quite differently than most active heroin addicts. I find myself associating with addicts to score and what not and they see me as someone who can drive them places or give them a place to stay or supply them with money. When I do those things, I hope that these people will come through for me when I need something from them, but it doesn't work like that. We are drug addicts. They only care about surviving through the next twenty minutes. Everyone is out to take as much as he can from the next person. I don't want to live my life like this anymore. It's sad. This road goes nowhere. If I go on like this, I live my life in anger until I run out of resources--and then I'll live my life trying to hustle the next guy who has the resources. Instead of being kind, I find myself being angry. I don't want to live my life as an angry person and I don't want a future as a manipulator and a cheat. I do want to say that I don't necessarily look down on people who survive through hustle (I used to do it the first time drugs took everything from me), I just don't want to live my life that way. It doesn't feel good to me.
I'm just as addicted to the actual process of cooking and then shooting (or even snorting) the drugs as I am to the (possible) feeling the drugs give me. Including this process in an attempt to get off drugs is counter-intuitive because it reenforces the addiction.
Using heroin as the substance to taper down with when I have access (albeit not ideally enough) to other things is also counter-intuitive. I have to play out a whole host of behaviors, and engage with other addicts, in order to obtain the heroin. These actions and interactions also feed my addiction.
I remember when I quit years ago. I had been using for quite a while and the drugs just didn't make me feel "good" anymore. I would use and use and either feel nothing or nothing enjoyable. I've only been using recreationally for three months and I hit that point in the first week! I've been using and using and it doesn't feel good. The drugs don't work. At this point, I'm using for three reasons: 1) To stay well (avoid opiate withdrawals) 2) Because I'm chasing a high that I'm rarely successful in achieving (mostly the drugs make me feel like shit physically and do nothing for me mentally) 3) Because I have a compulsion that I'm powerless against.
Today, once again, I've pumped loads of drugs into my veins and have felt very little. I have a tiny bit of heroin left that I'm going to do before the night is over. I might cook up some morphine for the hell of it too. After I'm done using my works, I'm going to walk them out of the house and dispose of them.
Tomorrow is the day. I have 20 or so 15mg morphine that I'm going to EAT (eat being a very important word because if I'm serious about quitting I have no excuse doing anything other than eating them) for the next few days. I'm going to eat (I'm trying to stamp it into my mind) as many as I need each day to feel well. They likely won't last very long; I found out the other day that my tolerance is kind of atrocious. It took me 80mg of IV morphine just to get well the other day. So, I'm going to stretch them out as long as I can and then spend at least 24 hours with nothing so that I can jump onto suboxone. I have 5 8mg subs. I hope to God I can taper off with those.
I think I'm ready now. I want to be a good person. I want to be a loving boyfriend, a trustworthy friend, a good pet companion, an avid student, a good son and brother, and in touch with God.