I relapsed again, been doing more research after every 1 to 2 weeks of being clean. This time all I could get was straight fentanyl, and Od'd on it after day 3. Woke up in a hypoxic stupor, with zero control over my thoughts or words, and a piercing ringing in my ears along with partial deafness. Ran around the house screaming for Aspirin like I was having a heart attack or stroke, parents had to hold me down and get me to drink water and relax. Blood sugar was at 280. Luckily I came out of it after an hour, ringing is only slightly worse than before.
I'm on day 3 of being clean now. It's pretty bad. The last few times I got clean there was no other option, I was either on a road trip with my girlfriend or my hookup was not answering, or was out of cash. This time it's 100% power of will. Holding my sanity together with a rapid taper Kratom regiment, chamomile tea, tylenol, and some heavy indicas. The worst is upon me. Have to endure the suck for my body to equalize, at least my length of use this time is shorter than before.
I don't know if this is the right place to say this or what, but it seems like there's a lot of supportive people on here that know what it's like. Thanks for that. Moving forward hour by hour, and tomorrow will be a better day than today. It could be much worse than it is. I can still sleep, and have a roof and food.