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I know the first thing a lot of people thought seeing the title was "bullshit, methadone/buprenorphine saved my life". Well, maybe they did, maybe they just make you believe it. It's a more socially accepted way of being intoxicated with opioids, at least to an extent. I stopped feeling Suboxone almost completely in my head ~1 week after entering the program, I guess, but the problems caused by opioids remained (constipation, problems with peeing, not to mention naloxone-like side effects) + small pupils and an obvious need to dose every day. I once felt withdrawal ~30 hours after last 8mg dose after months of being on 8mg daily - now I can say that it's physically impossible unless you do it with your will, just like some people miraculously win over cancer when normally they'd die. Methadone dependence is obvious, it's easy to get stoned with it no matter the tolerance, the only ceiling is blacking out and not waking up. One gets definitely dependent on both on them.
Methadone is famous for its long half-life. I had to dose it twice a day to feel it all the time, but the withdrawal was a never-ending story. It seemed to me literally that methadone was in every cell of my body, I guess this paranoia made me disgusted with the syrup, right now I can't say how I could be dying like that having over 200ml at hand (which I poured out later!). It wasn't really intense, but it was tiring exactly due to being lighter. Heroin withdrawal is like feeling you're alive compared to methadone withdrawal which is like complete exhaustion with mild paranoia and suicidal thoughts. Moreover, when I took it daily, I was 24/7 under its effects compared to the morphine/heroin being relatively a see-saw. Experiencing intense rushes is also equal to intensing experience downs, it's the depressive part, but paradoxically working against getting used too much as it happens with substitutes - 24/7 somehow affected in a way that was originally seen as "bad" by the society, and now it's 100% legal and acceptable. And one day you realize you don't fit even more, because they so much wanted you to fit. Oh, how unlucky! When I got off methadone, I realized how foggy my mind was and how it really affected my cognition and emotions, almost like a brain zap at times. I've never experienced anything like that with usually i.v.'ed full agonists and similar ones.
Suboxone on the other hand lets me think clearly (I can tell no difference between being on 8mg or 1mg or 60mg morphine with Suboxone tolerance). But just as with methadone I could feel that even 4mg for 2-3 days was "too much", my body felt oversaturated with buprenorphine. Yet there must have been some weakly noticeable difference between doses if I preferred 4mg to 2mg. But by how little margin if as a matter of fact I never felt high off it? If I got ~4mg into my blood out of 8mg (I stopped holding it for 30-60 minutes only a month ago, I guess), then it's like ~240mg of morphine! Jesus, that's how much I injected during the time when I was the most tolerant. How could I do such a stupid thing and rise my tolerance over what morphine ever caused, actually getting no mental effects! I've been craving all the time on Suboxone, I had like 2 months of peace, to some extent, and that's all. I didn't shoot up earlier, because I knew it was pointless being on 8mg. So I basically tapered it down to 0.5-1mg a day to be able to feel opioids I was originally addicted too. No way my old doses would work. I'm now more tolerant to opioids than I ever was. Even the highest dose of methadone probably didn't produce such tolerance in me (at most ~80mg a day). So have I been doing MORE feeling NOTHING? More tolerance, more harm to opioid receptors or drugs really made me dumb, they're simply more downregulated.
My point is that it's our culture and the society that made me think it is best for me to quit opioids (it actually works for any other drug) so much that I couldn't even see that through the process of "treatment"/"healing" I actually did a much bigger harm to myself than by the original act I felt punished for. People are more likely to give a dollar to a begging alcoholic than to a begging drug addict, so there's more tolerance for alcoholism than there is for opioid addiction. I don't know the history of the US, but it looks to me that prohibition didn't work out mostly because there were people unhappy that other people make a lot of profit on illegal alcohol. Making alcohol legal again brought money back to the people actually running the country as the state. Every other drug could be legal if only the state didn't fear that it'd harm their interest. It's all money-oriented, because money is the gate to everywhere.
I let the system use my hands to make myself even more physically and socially addicted to opioids (definitely not psychologically, earlier I imagined no life with no opioid, now I can cut myself from the emotions I don't like). To get Suboxone I have to visit the program every 7 days to collect it from people who think that drug addiction is something humiliating (thus even if unwittingly they diminish me). I've never had such a problem with any person selling drugs to me. Most of them were normal at least to such extent that we could always chat about every day life with nobody making anyone feel guilty. So how is the maintenance program better to a regular addict than his/her own dealer? I don't know how bad a dealer must be for anyone to prefer the program for sharing his/her addiction. Why do they all want me to stop so much if at the same time they say with their looks "we don't want you in our society with your faults". The society as a whole makes the state at least pretend to do something about the problem of addiction, it is on one hand definitely not natural for a human to consume/ingest any "pure" chemical, but on the other hand everything that any human does is perfectly human because anything human does makes it human by action thereof. (does it make sense?
) My current situation has been directly caused by my so-called treatment. I'm a victim because I was incepted with the right image of life as a child and no matter what I do and how I try, I always end up feeling guilty, although I do no harm to the others and in fact I function much better on opioids, because they let my mind off controlling some emotions, and by that I was actually more of a member of the society, I'm more useful for the society, and the society was more useful for me, people wanted me, I wanted people, now I only see both me and them as guilty of something.
I know this all may look life a sophisticated disquisition of an addict that wants to justify his addiction (or rather the fact that the act of taking something is perceived as affronting a man with dignity). But really, my treatment caused much more pain for me than taking opioids actually and the harm emotionally and socially was also much bigger in the long run. What is life supposed to be? I guess, whatever makes sense to you makes your life supposed be that. I had hobbies on opioids, and as the depression worsens as the "treatment" lasts, I'm completely unproductive. I don't want to live, but I don't want to die either. And I have no idea how I should live to at least accept my life if not be happy with it. When I got on substitutes, I started using other drugs more often or even started those I hadn't liked. How did it make my life better? And the whole idea of maintenance program is making the life better for addicts and getting them off the faces of normal members of the society when they're "high". Also, programs make addicts gather in one place, so it's a bit like making an isolated island to hold addicts there. How could anyone even think being in such a place would make someone be really back in the society as a member equal to all other member? I'm not asking here whether being a part of the society is good or bad. We're by default supposed to function in the society, so by default it's good whatever it means.
When I eventually realized the line "the choices you've made are valid because they were yours" isn't clichéd, there's now nothing left of what I valued in the past in myself, I guess, because I can't see any confidence in myself, although I'm well aware that most people would be more than happy to simply be me, even having these addiction. I'm not narcissistic, I can simply observe and notice that people with similar attitudes, characters, and personalities do great. I don't, because I started being "bad" due to my addiction before I could get a degree and make career, maybe I would still be without a woman as I'm a difficult person to live happily with, but otherwise recognized as successful, just not yet accomplished as a man, but on the run. People succeed being forced to start from harder positions and I did so poor. How is it possible if I feel that I've been doing something not even thinking whether I want it or not almost whole my life? I've been telling myself I'm guilty my whole life. It doesn't fit my general sense of harmony in the world any more. Now I realized it's simply impossible that I was 100% wrong, socially dysfunctional from the very beginning. After all it's the society that shapes you, that's part of growing up. The society must have done something wrong shaping me, otherwise I wouldn't respond doing things the society perceives as making a person less worth. I couldn't have stopped caring about my opinion just like that with no reason. And yet I got myself into another trap of being a good member of the society. I found a cure for what is wrong between me and the society, the society didn't like it, I felt too much not accepted, and the treatment ruins my life. Is it even possible to learn to be happy from one's own life lonely not having any deep relations with other people? I can't live happily with people, so if there's no other way, then what's the point of my life then? Nobody understands that I've been gradually stopping caring about everything as it's not in human nature to enjoy Sisyphean labour, people must see the point of something to achieve.
I know there's a lot of philosophy in there, but it's really how I see the world and these are real problems, no matter how funny it may seem when everything is all right. I didn't put it in Philosophy & Spirituality, because I don't know if it's not too drug-related.
Methadone is famous for its long half-life. I had to dose it twice a day to feel it all the time, but the withdrawal was a never-ending story. It seemed to me literally that methadone was in every cell of my body, I guess this paranoia made me disgusted with the syrup, right now I can't say how I could be dying like that having over 200ml at hand (which I poured out later!). It wasn't really intense, but it was tiring exactly due to being lighter. Heroin withdrawal is like feeling you're alive compared to methadone withdrawal which is like complete exhaustion with mild paranoia and suicidal thoughts. Moreover, when I took it daily, I was 24/7 under its effects compared to the morphine/heroin being relatively a see-saw. Experiencing intense rushes is also equal to intensing experience downs, it's the depressive part, but paradoxically working against getting used too much as it happens with substitutes - 24/7 somehow affected in a way that was originally seen as "bad" by the society, and now it's 100% legal and acceptable. And one day you realize you don't fit even more, because they so much wanted you to fit. Oh, how unlucky! When I got off methadone, I realized how foggy my mind was and how it really affected my cognition and emotions, almost like a brain zap at times. I've never experienced anything like that with usually i.v.'ed full agonists and similar ones.
Suboxone on the other hand lets me think clearly (I can tell no difference between being on 8mg or 1mg or 60mg morphine with Suboxone tolerance). But just as with methadone I could feel that even 4mg for 2-3 days was "too much", my body felt oversaturated with buprenorphine. Yet there must have been some weakly noticeable difference between doses if I preferred 4mg to 2mg. But by how little margin if as a matter of fact I never felt high off it? If I got ~4mg into my blood out of 8mg (I stopped holding it for 30-60 minutes only a month ago, I guess), then it's like ~240mg of morphine! Jesus, that's how much I injected during the time when I was the most tolerant. How could I do such a stupid thing and rise my tolerance over what morphine ever caused, actually getting no mental effects! I've been craving all the time on Suboxone, I had like 2 months of peace, to some extent, and that's all. I didn't shoot up earlier, because I knew it was pointless being on 8mg. So I basically tapered it down to 0.5-1mg a day to be able to feel opioids I was originally addicted too. No way my old doses would work. I'm now more tolerant to opioids than I ever was. Even the highest dose of methadone probably didn't produce such tolerance in me (at most ~80mg a day). So have I been doing MORE feeling NOTHING? More tolerance, more harm to opioid receptors or drugs really made me dumb, they're simply more downregulated.
My point is that it's our culture and the society that made me think it is best for me to quit opioids (it actually works for any other drug) so much that I couldn't even see that through the process of "treatment"/"healing" I actually did a much bigger harm to myself than by the original act I felt punished for. People are more likely to give a dollar to a begging alcoholic than to a begging drug addict, so there's more tolerance for alcoholism than there is for opioid addiction. I don't know the history of the US, but it looks to me that prohibition didn't work out mostly because there were people unhappy that other people make a lot of profit on illegal alcohol. Making alcohol legal again brought money back to the people actually running the country as the state. Every other drug could be legal if only the state didn't fear that it'd harm their interest. It's all money-oriented, because money is the gate to everywhere.
I let the system use my hands to make myself even more physically and socially addicted to opioids (definitely not psychologically, earlier I imagined no life with no opioid, now I can cut myself from the emotions I don't like). To get Suboxone I have to visit the program every 7 days to collect it from people who think that drug addiction is something humiliating (thus even if unwittingly they diminish me). I've never had such a problem with any person selling drugs to me. Most of them were normal at least to such extent that we could always chat about every day life with nobody making anyone feel guilty. So how is the maintenance program better to a regular addict than his/her own dealer? I don't know how bad a dealer must be for anyone to prefer the program for sharing his/her addiction. Why do they all want me to stop so much if at the same time they say with their looks "we don't want you in our society with your faults". The society as a whole makes the state at least pretend to do something about the problem of addiction, it is on one hand definitely not natural for a human to consume/ingest any "pure" chemical, but on the other hand everything that any human does is perfectly human because anything human does makes it human by action thereof. (does it make sense?

I know this all may look life a sophisticated disquisition of an addict that wants to justify his addiction (or rather the fact that the act of taking something is perceived as affronting a man with dignity). But really, my treatment caused much more pain for me than taking opioids actually and the harm emotionally and socially was also much bigger in the long run. What is life supposed to be? I guess, whatever makes sense to you makes your life supposed be that. I had hobbies on opioids, and as the depression worsens as the "treatment" lasts, I'm completely unproductive. I don't want to live, but I don't want to die either. And I have no idea how I should live to at least accept my life if not be happy with it. When I got on substitutes, I started using other drugs more often or even started those I hadn't liked. How did it make my life better? And the whole idea of maintenance program is making the life better for addicts and getting them off the faces of normal members of the society when they're "high". Also, programs make addicts gather in one place, so it's a bit like making an isolated island to hold addicts there. How could anyone even think being in such a place would make someone be really back in the society as a member equal to all other member? I'm not asking here whether being a part of the society is good or bad. We're by default supposed to function in the society, so by default it's good whatever it means.
When I eventually realized the line "the choices you've made are valid because they were yours" isn't clichéd, there's now nothing left of what I valued in the past in myself, I guess, because I can't see any confidence in myself, although I'm well aware that most people would be more than happy to simply be me, even having these addiction. I'm not narcissistic, I can simply observe and notice that people with similar attitudes, characters, and personalities do great. I don't, because I started being "bad" due to my addiction before I could get a degree and make career, maybe I would still be without a woman as I'm a difficult person to live happily with, but otherwise recognized as successful, just not yet accomplished as a man, but on the run. People succeed being forced to start from harder positions and I did so poor. How is it possible if I feel that I've been doing something not even thinking whether I want it or not almost whole my life? I've been telling myself I'm guilty my whole life. It doesn't fit my general sense of harmony in the world any more. Now I realized it's simply impossible that I was 100% wrong, socially dysfunctional from the very beginning. After all it's the society that shapes you, that's part of growing up. The society must have done something wrong shaping me, otherwise I wouldn't respond doing things the society perceives as making a person less worth. I couldn't have stopped caring about my opinion just like that with no reason. And yet I got myself into another trap of being a good member of the society. I found a cure for what is wrong between me and the society, the society didn't like it, I felt too much not accepted, and the treatment ruins my life. Is it even possible to learn to be happy from one's own life lonely not having any deep relations with other people? I can't live happily with people, so if there's no other way, then what's the point of my life then? Nobody understands that I've been gradually stopping caring about everything as it's not in human nature to enjoy Sisyphean labour, people must see the point of something to achieve.
I know there's a lot of philosophy in there, but it's really how I see the world and these are real problems, no matter how funny it may seem when everything is all right. I didn't put it in Philosophy & Spirituality, because I don't know if it's not too drug-related.
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