DustnRoses
Bluelighter
I've posted on the dark side only a handful of times since registering here a few years ago...once it was about a girl I was dating and the relationship we had, the other times it was about drugs and addiction. I don't know if it comes across as selfish, putting your story out there and expecting people to read it and write back, but this is the only way I have to share what's going on in my head. I know there are people out there (hopefully here) that have been in similar situations, and I just need to share.
My family went from healthy, well off, good kids, high school graduates, etc. to what it is now, over the past few years. My brother has struggled with opiate addiction for about half of his life now, and there was a time when we both spent a lot of time together, as in rented an apartment together, and shared all the same hobbies. We got in trouble for doing something very stupid, and he, being the older brother, took the brunt of the punishment. A few years later my life had almost completely moved on, with a successful job and comfortable living situation, while he, now 4 years later, is still trying to get back on his feet. He's had stretches of sobriety, where he swears it's over, and you have to believe him seeing how good he is doing. But eventually he always falls off the wagon, and is back to living couch to couch, asking family members to send him money, eeking his was through life. Through all this, I feel like I've become the glue to keep my family together...that may be an over statement but it's how I feel. He's become the black sheep while I've become something like the pride of the family...the kind of thing parents proudly talk about at the dinner table with friends and family.
The only thing is, I feel like I'm a fake. I'm somewhat of a closet user now, hiding things from everyone...it used to be just hiding it from the family, not it's hiding it from everybody in my life, for the sake of my career. As I sit here at my computer, I wonder why I'm still plagued with this hunger inside me for that feeling...I see people every day going through their lives, no drugs, but happy. Those two things have almost become synonymous with each other. Without one, you can't have the other. But there are a lot of people out there who can, and I just don't understand it. I feel like any chance I get, whether it's a weekend or whatever, it's a necessity to be high...and I could be jeopardizing my life and my career by doing so.
All that I want in life is to be happy living a sober life...not a lot to ask, I don't think. It has changed who I am...I haven't had a relationship with a girl worth noting in the last 2-3 years, I've lost that social chip that I used to have, that would help me talk to people at a party, or basically act normal in social situations. I've kept people from knowing basically by faking how I feel, almost all the time. It's kind of like the tv show Dexter...where he has his secret life, but puts up such a good act that no one ever knows. I just don't know how I'll be able to live once I reach 30, 35, still having this, I don't even know what to call it...emptiness?
I just wanted to get that off my chest. If anyone feels inclined to share anything please do.
My family went from healthy, well off, good kids, high school graduates, etc. to what it is now, over the past few years. My brother has struggled with opiate addiction for about half of his life now, and there was a time when we both spent a lot of time together, as in rented an apartment together, and shared all the same hobbies. We got in trouble for doing something very stupid, and he, being the older brother, took the brunt of the punishment. A few years later my life had almost completely moved on, with a successful job and comfortable living situation, while he, now 4 years later, is still trying to get back on his feet. He's had stretches of sobriety, where he swears it's over, and you have to believe him seeing how good he is doing. But eventually he always falls off the wagon, and is back to living couch to couch, asking family members to send him money, eeking his was through life. Through all this, I feel like I've become the glue to keep my family together...that may be an over statement but it's how I feel. He's become the black sheep while I've become something like the pride of the family...the kind of thing parents proudly talk about at the dinner table with friends and family.
The only thing is, I feel like I'm a fake. I'm somewhat of a closet user now, hiding things from everyone...it used to be just hiding it from the family, not it's hiding it from everybody in my life, for the sake of my career. As I sit here at my computer, I wonder why I'm still plagued with this hunger inside me for that feeling...I see people every day going through their lives, no drugs, but happy. Those two things have almost become synonymous with each other. Without one, you can't have the other. But there are a lot of people out there who can, and I just don't understand it. I feel like any chance I get, whether it's a weekend or whatever, it's a necessity to be high...and I could be jeopardizing my life and my career by doing so.
All that I want in life is to be happy living a sober life...not a lot to ask, I don't think. It has changed who I am...I haven't had a relationship with a girl worth noting in the last 2-3 years, I've lost that social chip that I used to have, that would help me talk to people at a party, or basically act normal in social situations. I've kept people from knowing basically by faking how I feel, almost all the time. It's kind of like the tv show Dexter...where he has his secret life, but puts up such a good act that no one ever knows. I just don't know how I'll be able to live once I reach 30, 35, still having this, I don't even know what to call it...emptiness?
I just wanted to get that off my chest. If anyone feels inclined to share anything please do.