I wish I could come here saying I made it to day 4, but the truth is I ended up copping this morning.

I feel really discouraged, I'm not going to lie. I know I shouldn't, but I do. I keep doing this dance where I make it a few days then end up caving and it's starting to make me wonder if I'm ever going to be able to do this. I keep trying to remember how I got clean last year, but the reasons I had and the things that motivated me to do it then just aren't around anymore. I more or less destroyed all of those things when I relapsed and went on this last run. I HATE HEROIN ADDICTION SOOO MUCH. I was in the Marine Corps and I can say with 100% honesty that battling addiction is the hardest thing I have EVER done in my LIFE, and that includes boot camp and everything else I dealt with in the military as a female Marine. And I used to think THAT was the worst/hardest period of my life. God, that was a joke compared to this.
Blue, that makes total sense actually. I've seen you talk about it before and I remembered that it worked for you, and believe it or not I actually tried it last night before I even saw your post. And it DID work... for a little while. I realized that my problem is that I don't look far enough ahead. I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this before, but I am incredibly impulsive. I don't look very far past what's right in front of me, and I think that's why telling myself "heroin will always be there" didn't work for me. It's just... idk, when it was offered to me last night I had this feeling like I just HAD to jump on the opportunity because I wouldn't get it again. What if it's NOT around in the future? If all my old connects disappear and I don't know how to get it anymore? So I might as well do it just one more time while I have the chance, right? At least that's the way my addict brain rationalized it. It's ridiculous, of course, I know this from a logical standpoint. But I've never been too great with being logical, even before I was a drug addict. Sigh. It's something I definitely need to work on.
I wish it was as easy as it was for me last year, but I'm not in that super positive, motivated, gung-ho mindset the way I was then. Having gotten clean, then gotten my life together and having it filled with so much beauty and love and friends and compassion and forgiveness and all that great stuff, only to end up relapsing and losing it all... man that really knocked me down a few pegs. I know humility is a big part of recovery, but I just feel humbled in a way that is not conducive to my recovery... it's more like I've been humbled in a way that's really making me question whether I actually have what it takes to get clean and wonder whether or not it's even worth it to try in the first place. I mean, I know I can get all those good things back if I get clean again. But now that I know how easy it is to fall back down, I kind of just feel like... what if I do get it all back just to lose it all again? I hate feeling so negative about this. I am an optimist by nature and can easily see the positive in nearly every situation, and feeling this way is really starting to kind of get to me. I'm also an extremely confident person and it feels really weird and gross to be so doubtful of myself.
There is a bright spot though in all this. My friend says he has a job for me up north, trimming... plants. It's $25 an hour, so it's great money, and it's far far away from SoCal. I would have to move there for a few months. I'm really hoping it works out because I feel like this is the perfect opportunity to get away from it all - away from the people and places and everything else - and get some solid clean time under my belt somewhere that I can just be in nature and clear my mind. It's almost like fate is intervening in order to give me a better chance or something, the timing is just so perfect. I really hope it works out.
Anyway, I picked up another Suboxone along with a couple Xanax, so come tomorrow I fully plan on getting right back at it. I really do want to be clean, I want it so bad. I have too much potential to be wasting it like this and life is too beautiful to be experienced behind an opiate-induced veil. I know deep down that this should not be my life. I've always felt since I was little that I was meant to do something bigger with my life, and I want to live up to that for myself and for my family. I refuse to die a heroin addict.