Sleep and Fall
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Dec 7, 2011
- Messages
- 19
I figured something out this year that disturbs the crap out of me. Years of opiate and opioid use has seriously damaged my brain chemistry. I went heroin to methadone to subs to heroin to sub to heroin to subs to heroin to subs and just subs, tapering, tapering, and finally to nothing. PAWS seemed like they would never end.
I was SO GOOD. And CLEAN. For what? So I could rot in depressing hell where I'm barely able to function because I've barely the energy to stand up and hardly the emotion to say "hello?" For what???
(I'm not writing this to discourage anyone else. I'm just being honest and letting my rant fly. Seems like the thing to do right now. Seems like the thing to do while I am teetering on the edge of making some very bad choices. Or good ones. Who knows?)
Over the past few weeks I've started cheating on my clean regime. On six days I did poppy tea. Wonderful stuff. Not only did I get quite nicely high, but on those pod tea days I was fully alive and functioning. The only other opiates I did were two 4 ounce bottles of weak ass codeine cough syrup - which hardly did anything for me.
This brings me to today. For the past few days I've been feeling low level dope sick. I think much of it is in my head. Six days of pod tea spread over weeks shouldn't cause me to be dope sick. But here we are running to the toilet every hour. So today I get five weak vics and a couple percs from a friend of a friend to get me through the next couple of days. Only I've finished the supply already and will have nothing tomorrow.
If this year of hell has taught me anything is that I'm going to have to maintain myself on something if I'm going to have any kind of enjoyable life at all. I'm in my early forties. I'm too fucking old to throw away another year to the false idol of "cleanness" PAWS and debilitating depression. Fuck all your prozac SSRI bullshit! Been there done that. Doesn't work at all for me. Opiates and opioids are the only thing that works.
So what do I maintain myself on? Subs? Ok. Subs are ok. But they make me seriously constipated. Anyone else here have to go to the emergency room for intestinal blockages? Not good. I left the ER feeling like I'd been ass raped.
How about methadone? This is a no go for me. Methadone turns me into a drugged out zombie. I lose a fair chunk of my personality and a bigger chunk of my creativity. It becomes impossible to work. Which is very bad.
How about going to a pill mill with some well faked pain problems? Even if I can make this work in the increasingly anti-pain treatment USA, pain pills really don't do much for me.
I just learned about Kratom from this site. I've yet to try it because my order hasn't arrived yet. But I do have high hopes for it. Perhaps with daily kratom I can maintain, possibly adding in the occasional pod tea for special occasions.
But what I really fucking want is heroin. Yeah, big surprise there, huh?
Part of me is thinking that maybe if I was just a bit more disciplined about my heroin use, I'd be able to maintain myself in dope without screwing up work or the rent. Perhaps if I set standard fixing hours.
See, when I lived in NYC and got into the heroin to subs back to heroin cycle, my habit during heroin runs was about a bundle a day. I'd keep going until I was far too broke, at which point I'd start a new subs detox. But if I could figure out a way to keep my costs down to half that much - I'd be right where I want to be.
Is that a total relapse? Sure. But I don't really care anymore. Heroin would be my preferred drug on which to maintain. If I can figure out a way to afford it.
Now here's where it gets marvelously stupid. Supposedly there is decent dope to be had in my area. But I'm very isolated here and don't know anybody. Since I get paid tomorrow I'm actually thinking of buying a ticket back to NYC just so I can cop a decent supply to get me at least through the New Year flying on H. This hare brained scheme sounds really really really really good to me right now.
Or I could just wait for my kratom package to come. Which would certainly be the fiscally prudent idea.
Any thoughts?
I was SO GOOD. And CLEAN. For what? So I could rot in depressing hell where I'm barely able to function because I've barely the energy to stand up and hardly the emotion to say "hello?" For what???
(I'm not writing this to discourage anyone else. I'm just being honest and letting my rant fly. Seems like the thing to do right now. Seems like the thing to do while I am teetering on the edge of making some very bad choices. Or good ones. Who knows?)
Over the past few weeks I've started cheating on my clean regime. On six days I did poppy tea. Wonderful stuff. Not only did I get quite nicely high, but on those pod tea days I was fully alive and functioning. The only other opiates I did were two 4 ounce bottles of weak ass codeine cough syrup - which hardly did anything for me.
This brings me to today. For the past few days I've been feeling low level dope sick. I think much of it is in my head. Six days of pod tea spread over weeks shouldn't cause me to be dope sick. But here we are running to the toilet every hour. So today I get five weak vics and a couple percs from a friend of a friend to get me through the next couple of days. Only I've finished the supply already and will have nothing tomorrow.
If this year of hell has taught me anything is that I'm going to have to maintain myself on something if I'm going to have any kind of enjoyable life at all. I'm in my early forties. I'm too fucking old to throw away another year to the false idol of "cleanness" PAWS and debilitating depression. Fuck all your prozac SSRI bullshit! Been there done that. Doesn't work at all for me. Opiates and opioids are the only thing that works.
So what do I maintain myself on? Subs? Ok. Subs are ok. But they make me seriously constipated. Anyone else here have to go to the emergency room for intestinal blockages? Not good. I left the ER feeling like I'd been ass raped.
How about methadone? This is a no go for me. Methadone turns me into a drugged out zombie. I lose a fair chunk of my personality and a bigger chunk of my creativity. It becomes impossible to work. Which is very bad.
How about going to a pill mill with some well faked pain problems? Even if I can make this work in the increasingly anti-pain treatment USA, pain pills really don't do much for me.
I just learned about Kratom from this site. I've yet to try it because my order hasn't arrived yet. But I do have high hopes for it. Perhaps with daily kratom I can maintain, possibly adding in the occasional pod tea for special occasions.
But what I really fucking want is heroin. Yeah, big surprise there, huh?
Part of me is thinking that maybe if I was just a bit more disciplined about my heroin use, I'd be able to maintain myself in dope without screwing up work or the rent. Perhaps if I set standard fixing hours.
See, when I lived in NYC and got into the heroin to subs back to heroin cycle, my habit during heroin runs was about a bundle a day. I'd keep going until I was far too broke, at which point I'd start a new subs detox. But if I could figure out a way to keep my costs down to half that much - I'd be right where I want to be.
Is that a total relapse? Sure. But I don't really care anymore. Heroin would be my preferred drug on which to maintain. If I can figure out a way to afford it.
Now here's where it gets marvelously stupid. Supposedly there is decent dope to be had in my area. But I'm very isolated here and don't know anybody. Since I get paid tomorrow I'm actually thinking of buying a ticket back to NYC just so I can cop a decent supply to get me at least through the New Year flying on H. This hare brained scheme sounds really really really really good to me right now.
Or I could just wait for my kratom package to come. Which would certainly be the fiscally prudent idea.
Any thoughts?
