And I feel like such a dirtbag.
Years ago, I used to cut myself in an effort to relieve feelings of guilt and self-loathing brought on by major anxiety, until I started taking drugs.
The first time I took opiates and felt that blissful release from all the tension and depression, I was in love and so stupidly ignorant of the hellish addiction I was headed toward. I've cycled opiates/kratom/poppy tea/tramadol addictions for years now, and my mounting abuse has come to a breaking point.
Back then, if someone would have told me that later in my life, I'd be stealing pills out of my sister's purse and fiending for drugs on a daily, sometimes hourly basis, I would never have believed it. I'm so disgusted with how much I've let addiction change me. I've always been super close with my family and now I feel like a horrible, thieving traitor.
So I had a knife ready, aimed at my prior, discreet area on my hip, ready to slice my way out of this horrible, shameful, guilty feeling, but I did put it away with no harm done, so there's a minor victory I suppose. I'm not really sure what I'm looking for in a response from anyone, just really disgusted with myself and wanting to relate to people that have been here I guess.
Years ago, I used to cut myself in an effort to relieve feelings of guilt and self-loathing brought on by major anxiety, until I started taking drugs.
The first time I took opiates and felt that blissful release from all the tension and depression, I was in love and so stupidly ignorant of the hellish addiction I was headed toward. I've cycled opiates/kratom/poppy tea/tramadol addictions for years now, and my mounting abuse has come to a breaking point.
Back then, if someone would have told me that later in my life, I'd be stealing pills out of my sister's purse and fiending for drugs on a daily, sometimes hourly basis, I would never have believed it. I'm so disgusted with how much I've let addiction change me. I've always been super close with my family and now I feel like a horrible, thieving traitor.
So I had a knife ready, aimed at my prior, discreet area on my hip, ready to slice my way out of this horrible, shameful, guilty feeling, but I did put it away with no harm done, so there's a minor victory I suppose. I'm not really sure what I'm looking for in a response from anyone, just really disgusted with myself and wanting to relate to people that have been here I guess.