Emptty
Bluelighter
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This may end up being more of a rant/ramble than me asking for particular advice, but support and advice is of course always welcome if someone has input.
One of the things I find myself repeating over and over again is that I need to do IV heroin one more time before committing to sober living. It feels almost wrong not to, as if I'd be cutting off an old friend with no chance to say goodbye. And I also just can't imagine going my whole life from this moment forward never doing it again, I feel as if I need that high again at least once. I can't just go forever without feeling that way again.
I realize if I pursue that desire I'll likely get caught back up in my addiction and go back to where I was 6 months ago, I told my therapist I wanted to put off treatment until I had one more chance to do heroin and she of course reminded me that's not a valid reason to put off treatment. She knew that I knew that, but sometimes it takes her calling me on my shit to make me accept it.
It's not as if I'm sober now, I still mess with benzos, and prescription stims and when I can with prescription opioids. But I just need that last hit of heroin, not just the high but the rush from IVing it and even just the act of IVing something. I haven't taken anything IV since February and I miss it all so much. I'm out of H, my tiny stash is totally depleted now and I haven't had any needles available for a while so I haven't been able to IV it. A friend owes me some H but she's been ignoring me for two weeks. She's my main connection for harder shit and w/o her I'm forced to face the fact I may not get that last hit.
I already swore to my partners that I'd be entering treatment at the end of this month, once I do that there's not much turning back. Once I do that I'll have to cut off all my connections and I'll have to face the potential of living sober for the rest of my life. It's killing me inside to think that thanks to my main connection fucking ghosting me for no clear reason I may not get that one last rush I was counting on. I'm pissed with her, I'm depressed at the thought of never doing IV heroin again, I'm anxious about living with a heroin free future.
My boyfriend called this providence, said maybe my main H connection ghosting me is a sign that it's time to let go and not do heroin again. I know he means well and maybe he's even right, but it all still hurts to have something I wanted so badly torn away from me.
I'm so conflicted in my desires right now. I realized last night that part of me truly does want sobriety, that I'm tired of the ups and downs of drug use and I'm tired of taking risks that could lead to my death and I'm tired of knowing that my drug use has inhibited my ability to move forward in life. But sometimes I forget that, sometimes it's hard to remember I want to be clean because honestly I never had any clear dreams or goals for my life that drugs could ruin. I thought I would die as a teenager, the idea of planning for a future seemed pointless so I never did. I have some things now that I would like to do but because of my BPD it can be so hard to have a stable concept of myself and my desires, some days I want to get clean and get a degree and become a therapist and other days the only life that appeals to me is living in a cheap hotel room and shooting up all day.
This sounds a bit dumb but the only consistent thing driving me to get clean is that I'm terrified of overdosing and dying before my dog dies, my dog is my anchor that has literally prevented me from committing suicide in the past. The idea of her dying scares me but me dying before her is even worse because she's anxious and dumb as shit and would never understand why I left her, she would be left to face the world alone without the only person she actually trusts.
But even with having a solid reason to want to quit I still get caught up in all these dumb patterns of wanting to use one more time (which would probably turn into 10 more times if I'm honest with myself) or wanting to keep using because I just can't see a future for myself where I'm sober. I feel conflicted because my conscious desires still contradict the way I think, feel and act. I know that's probably an addiction thing but I'm just so burnt out on dealing with it. And dealing with the emotional shit that comes up for me when I realize I may just have to step back and make a conscious choice to take recent events as providence and give up on ever getting that one last hit I want so badly.
I could probably go looking for another connection but my networking skills are shit and I don't exactly look the part so scoring on the street tends to be a bad idea. I think this is one of those moments where things are beyond me, and the key is accepting the futility of fighting for control. It reminds me of the hanged man tarot card, the card of ultimate surrender to that beyond one's control and of sacrificing smaller desire for the sake of a greater goal.
I do think I know the answer here, I know I need to accept the potential of not getting that one last time. I just don't like the answer at all and it's left me incredibly angry.
One of the things I find myself repeating over and over again is that I need to do IV heroin one more time before committing to sober living. It feels almost wrong not to, as if I'd be cutting off an old friend with no chance to say goodbye. And I also just can't imagine going my whole life from this moment forward never doing it again, I feel as if I need that high again at least once. I can't just go forever without feeling that way again.
I realize if I pursue that desire I'll likely get caught back up in my addiction and go back to where I was 6 months ago, I told my therapist I wanted to put off treatment until I had one more chance to do heroin and she of course reminded me that's not a valid reason to put off treatment. She knew that I knew that, but sometimes it takes her calling me on my shit to make me accept it.
It's not as if I'm sober now, I still mess with benzos, and prescription stims and when I can with prescription opioids. But I just need that last hit of heroin, not just the high but the rush from IVing it and even just the act of IVing something. I haven't taken anything IV since February and I miss it all so much. I'm out of H, my tiny stash is totally depleted now and I haven't had any needles available for a while so I haven't been able to IV it. A friend owes me some H but she's been ignoring me for two weeks. She's my main connection for harder shit and w/o her I'm forced to face the fact I may not get that last hit.
I already swore to my partners that I'd be entering treatment at the end of this month, once I do that there's not much turning back. Once I do that I'll have to cut off all my connections and I'll have to face the potential of living sober for the rest of my life. It's killing me inside to think that thanks to my main connection fucking ghosting me for no clear reason I may not get that one last rush I was counting on. I'm pissed with her, I'm depressed at the thought of never doing IV heroin again, I'm anxious about living with a heroin free future.
My boyfriend called this providence, said maybe my main H connection ghosting me is a sign that it's time to let go and not do heroin again. I know he means well and maybe he's even right, but it all still hurts to have something I wanted so badly torn away from me.
I'm so conflicted in my desires right now. I realized last night that part of me truly does want sobriety, that I'm tired of the ups and downs of drug use and I'm tired of taking risks that could lead to my death and I'm tired of knowing that my drug use has inhibited my ability to move forward in life. But sometimes I forget that, sometimes it's hard to remember I want to be clean because honestly I never had any clear dreams or goals for my life that drugs could ruin. I thought I would die as a teenager, the idea of planning for a future seemed pointless so I never did. I have some things now that I would like to do but because of my BPD it can be so hard to have a stable concept of myself and my desires, some days I want to get clean and get a degree and become a therapist and other days the only life that appeals to me is living in a cheap hotel room and shooting up all day.
This sounds a bit dumb but the only consistent thing driving me to get clean is that I'm terrified of overdosing and dying before my dog dies, my dog is my anchor that has literally prevented me from committing suicide in the past. The idea of her dying scares me but me dying before her is even worse because she's anxious and dumb as shit and would never understand why I left her, she would be left to face the world alone without the only person she actually trusts.
But even with having a solid reason to want to quit I still get caught up in all these dumb patterns of wanting to use one more time (which would probably turn into 10 more times if I'm honest with myself) or wanting to keep using because I just can't see a future for myself where I'm sober. I feel conflicted because my conscious desires still contradict the way I think, feel and act. I know that's probably an addiction thing but I'm just so burnt out on dealing with it. And dealing with the emotional shit that comes up for me when I realize I may just have to step back and make a conscious choice to take recent events as providence and give up on ever getting that one last hit I want so badly.
I could probably go looking for another connection but my networking skills are shit and I don't exactly look the part so scoring on the street tends to be a bad idea. I think this is one of those moments where things are beyond me, and the key is accepting the futility of fighting for control. It reminds me of the hanged man tarot card, the card of ultimate surrender to that beyond one's control and of sacrificing smaller desire for the sake of a greater goal.
I do think I know the answer here, I know I need to accept the potential of not getting that one last time. I just don't like the answer at all and it's left me incredibly angry.