Big hugs to everyone that’s going through a hard time
*I'm having a kinda hard time too but still trying my best
Thank you so muchIf you need to talk mate i am only a PM away. Trust me there is nothing i don't understand and no judgement here. Although i also understand if you don't want to talk about it. Love mate. I hope you are OK ❤
Thank you for the wishes. I lost my closest friend almost 2 years ago and know how it feels to an extent. It gets easier sometimes but then grief can really knock you down, especially thinking of how you could have saved your friend etc. I like to think that good souls are still with us to some extent.Appologies for the double post but this is a recovery thread and i am struggling.
The last couple of days mark the anniversary of both my uncles death, and one of my very close friends who died taking methadone and xanax.
This all happened a couple of years ago but i went to bed holding back the tears. And it was my first thought when i woke up, again i am holding back the tears. Trying my very best to keep it together but i feel like my head has just gone into complete melt down.
I have took 1200mg pregablin last night which is 2-3x my normal dose. I have fallen into taking it daily since i quit weed and the anniversary of their deaths.
I woke up this morning drowsy. Had some coffee. Looked at my phone and my mate is messaging me about our friend Ben who died, the one with the methadone and xanax OD. I almost burst inti tears but refuse to cry, i am strong not weak. But my whole heart hurts just thinking about it. There's tears in my eyes typing this. The kid was like a little brother to me. I wish i could have done more for him.
On top of that i found out i have swelling in the bottom wall of my heart from an ultrasound. And an irregular heart beat. Also a sauna made me feel severe pain, as in thought i was going to die. And any kind of sugary treat makes me feel dodgy. All of these are signs of a problem. So now it's back to the cardiologist. Told some of my family who completely dismissed me. Thank god for my father, who has been there for me through thick and thin, even when i was an addict he supported me.
I have been using pregablin, probably too much of it. As i woke up fully dressed after a 1200mg dose last night before bed. But i am proper struggling to take all this in. The anniversary of my dead uncle, and my dead friend, god bless Ben and i hope he is up there having a party.
I feel like with my health, if it comes to it i will be up there with all the people i have lost having a party. Maybe there is life beyond death.
I am sorry for posting all this. But there is nobody i can really talk to about it all.
Also anyone in this thread who is struggling. I understand how that feels trust me. And whether we agree or not, i wish you nothing but the best. God bless anyone who is suffering. But trust me to get where you want to be, you have to go through some shit and experience the pain to get there. I hope everyone in this thread achieves the recovery they want and gets to enjoy life rather than suffering through addiction. It isn't easy but if someone like me can do it then so can everyone else. We will all get there. Keep the belief alive.
You don’t need to be sorry at all, write whatever you need to. I looked at the pictures he looked like a nice guy, even the little doggy in his lap seemed to love him.I probably wouldn"t have got so fucked up last night were it not the anniversay of my uncles death 2 days ago ans my friend who was like a little brother to me died thanks to methadone and xanax. I am really struggling. Tears in my eyes writing this the kid was my little bro, he even looked up to me. This is a large part of the reason i am so fucked up. I wish i could have been there for him. I cant see the screen for tears. I know it's not the what do you look like thread but here is a picture of me and him, one of the last times i saw him alive
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Heres him when he was at his prime being a menace
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I am struggling to keep it together. I just feel like crying, that was my bro. Worse still in college when he was a kid i gave him his first valium. Later he got addicted to heroin, and used xanax alot. I wish i could have been there for him more. Sorry for writing this. I don't know where else i could put it. Certainly not with all the attention seekers on facebook and their false posts for likes. Makes me sick. They didn't know him like i did.
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You don’t need to be sorry at all, write whatever you need to. I looked at the pictures he looked like a nice guy, even the little doggy in his lap seemed to love him.
I can relate, I had a really good friend that passed a while ago & we were like sisters & a lot of different times it hits me. Her birthday was September 5th & that date always hits me
Please feel free to write whatever you need to okay
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Well it gets better my rents just had a massive go at me for using pregablin. Despite me explaining it helps with the pain from my chest and back. And i haven't upset anybody or been a dick like i previously have been on say benzos or crack.
Ahh man everything today is just too much. Part of me is considering just going homeless. I'll have enough money to fuck off once my car is sold anyway. It's probably worth about 9-10k, easily enough to start a new life.
Fucking life is just never easy.