Pillsbury_Dope_Boy
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I'm 25 and I've been an on-and-off junkie for over 6 years. When I say "on-and-off," I mean I don't use when I don't have access to heroin (either due to being broke or being far away from my home city). I have been living overseas for the last 6 months in a country where I have family and have spent many years. I have a girlfriend here who I've known since I was 17, and for years was planning to move to the US with me (we even hired a lawyer and got her a permanent resident visa), but ultimately decided not to move, due to me being a junkie.
For the last 3 or 4 months, I had been clean (because there isn't a big black market for opiates where I'm living) and focusing on getting my life together and repairing my relationship with my girlfriend, and up until last month, it was going fine. Then a month ago I had to make a trip to the US to complete community service I had been ordered to do the last time I was arrested for possession. I ended up going on a 3 weeks-long dope binge and blowing somewhere in between $500-$1000. When I got back home last Saturday, I was rail thin and looked like a junkie. When my girl saw me, she was shocked, and immediately knew I had been using. I'm surprised she is still talking to me. However, she has been very cold to me and can't bring herself to show me any affection.
My family back in the US was having a rough time with all this too. I wasn't able to spend any time with them sober (because I was high all the time). Towards the end of my binge, my parents, who are totally 100% opposed to me using heroin, were actually driving me to go buy it and letting me use in my dad's house, because they were afraid I would OD or get arrested if I was using on the street. I know this is crazy and kind of paranoid on their part, but they were worried all the time and that's how they chose to deal with it, since they knew they couldn't stop me from using.
I've been using kratom to help with the withdrawal, and I'm slowly starting to look and feel better. But in October, I have to make another trip to the US, and I will probably go on another binge. Of course I could cancel the trip and not go, but that's just running away from the problem. What am I going to do, stay away from my home city for the rest of my life and never see friends/family again?
I've been to rehab (inpatient and outpatient) and 12-steps, and I've always hated it. I hate that they require you to be abstinent from all drugs (I still smoke weed and occasionally drink). I hate going to a group or meeting and hearing people talk about using drugs (it triggers me to want to use). And even though I am a drug addict myself, I hate being around other addicts, or at least the types of addicts who go to 12-step meetings. Also, I'm not someone who can just walk into a room full of strangers and feel comfortable (quite the opposite, actually). So for those reasons, I feel like rehab/group therapy is counterproductive for me.
I don't know what to do to quit. If I'm being totally honest, I don't even know if I want to quit. I don't want to lose my girl, my future, my family, etc. (which will probably happen if I keep using), but that's different from actually wanting to quit.
My parenets have suggested I go on Vivitrol, but I have always been afraid that the antagonist effects of the Vivitrol would make me feel like shit all the time, and I would have no way to get relief since the Vivitrol would block all opiates. Also, Vivitrol would not stop me from using, it would only delay it for a month until the effects wear off and I can get high again. Vivitrol might be a solution if I'm taking a short trip to the US, but it's not really a long-term solution to the problem.
Anyway, I don't really know what the fuck to do. What's the point of investing time and energy trying to get a job/study/repair strained or broken relationships if I know I'm just gonna go back to being a junkie as soon as I get a chance? Hell, I was even considering downloading Tor and getting some Bitcoin to try and order some drugs in the mail.
I wish I had never tried heroin, but now that I know what it feels like, I will always want it. There's no going back. Even if I somehow manage to get clean and stay clean, I will always have the urge to use and will have to struggle against it constantly, or live my whole life somewhere where I don't have easy access to it.
For the last 3 or 4 months, I had been clean (because there isn't a big black market for opiates where I'm living) and focusing on getting my life together and repairing my relationship with my girlfriend, and up until last month, it was going fine. Then a month ago I had to make a trip to the US to complete community service I had been ordered to do the last time I was arrested for possession. I ended up going on a 3 weeks-long dope binge and blowing somewhere in between $500-$1000. When I got back home last Saturday, I was rail thin and looked like a junkie. When my girl saw me, she was shocked, and immediately knew I had been using. I'm surprised she is still talking to me. However, she has been very cold to me and can't bring herself to show me any affection.
My family back in the US was having a rough time with all this too. I wasn't able to spend any time with them sober (because I was high all the time). Towards the end of my binge, my parents, who are totally 100% opposed to me using heroin, were actually driving me to go buy it and letting me use in my dad's house, because they were afraid I would OD or get arrested if I was using on the street. I know this is crazy and kind of paranoid on their part, but they were worried all the time and that's how they chose to deal with it, since they knew they couldn't stop me from using.
I've been using kratom to help with the withdrawal, and I'm slowly starting to look and feel better. But in October, I have to make another trip to the US, and I will probably go on another binge. Of course I could cancel the trip and not go, but that's just running away from the problem. What am I going to do, stay away from my home city for the rest of my life and never see friends/family again?
I've been to rehab (inpatient and outpatient) and 12-steps, and I've always hated it. I hate that they require you to be abstinent from all drugs (I still smoke weed and occasionally drink). I hate going to a group or meeting and hearing people talk about using drugs (it triggers me to want to use). And even though I am a drug addict myself, I hate being around other addicts, or at least the types of addicts who go to 12-step meetings. Also, I'm not someone who can just walk into a room full of strangers and feel comfortable (quite the opposite, actually). So for those reasons, I feel like rehab/group therapy is counterproductive for me.
I don't know what to do to quit. If I'm being totally honest, I don't even know if I want to quit. I don't want to lose my girl, my future, my family, etc. (which will probably happen if I keep using), but that's different from actually wanting to quit.
My parenets have suggested I go on Vivitrol, but I have always been afraid that the antagonist effects of the Vivitrol would make me feel like shit all the time, and I would have no way to get relief since the Vivitrol would block all opiates. Also, Vivitrol would not stop me from using, it would only delay it for a month until the effects wear off and I can get high again. Vivitrol might be a solution if I'm taking a short trip to the US, but it's not really a long-term solution to the problem.
Anyway, I don't really know what the fuck to do. What's the point of investing time and energy trying to get a job/study/repair strained or broken relationships if I know I'm just gonna go back to being a junkie as soon as I get a chance? Hell, I was even considering downloading Tor and getting some Bitcoin to try and order some drugs in the mail.
I wish I had never tried heroin, but now that I know what it feels like, I will always want it. There's no going back. Even if I somehow manage to get clean and stay clean, I will always have the urge to use and will have to struggle against it constantly, or live my whole life somewhere where I don't have easy access to it.