Stargazer
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I have been up all night, completely devestated. About my own actions. I take full responsibility for this, and have absolutely noone I can openly and honestly .talk to about it...I really need someone to talk to. I have a very social, open personality. There is nothing my friends could not tell me. However, it isn't the same way in return.
First, I want to say "Thankyou" to Bluelight, and all of the members. Sincerely.
Many of the posts gave me some hope. Some made me smile. It's been only this board and me all night, while I sat here feeling the full impact of my actions.
Let me explain a little. In the past few months, I have backslid. I stepped back into a horrible period of time...that I honestly thought was over. I am intelligent enough to never say never. It just seemed in the "highly unlikely" category. But when you come into a little bit of money, and your drug of choice can be delivered to your door, well, as most of us know, it's a terrible situation. At first, it was because I ran out of my rx early, and a "friend" found a connection. This "friend" is aware that I am an addict, and have a history, and of course, the charge to have something delivered to your door is extremely exspensive, and out of my league. I didn't come into a millions and millions of dollars.
For most of my adult life, I have struggled financially. I have a conditon that causes crippling pain, and it's chronic. Suffice to say, it felt good to have a few thousand dollars in my account for a change...It felt comforting. That is the first word that comes to mind. Instead of constantly worrying about every penny I spend at every second, and God forbid something happens, etc...on top of it, I didn't buy one nice thing for myself...other than the coffee beans that I like, and some teas.
For quite a while, I'm in the mindset that I cannot get things. So, when I had some money, I was still in that mentality. I need many things...I also am the one that needs to take charge of the household. It's all on me, trust me. I cannot rely on my husband to do it. And I can't talk to him, because he's in the same boat as me...
I'm far past the days of thinking something like this is great. I have no good explanation on why I've done this. Obviously it's spilled milk, and I want to change this...I actually don't have the money to spend anymore, and did put a majority of it in an account that I don't have instant access to.
However, I had to borrow money from myself, in order to pay the bills this month. That is unbelievable.
It's not only the money. It's everything about it. Seeing paraphenilia(?) all over again. Empty bags, etc. Of course, I don't look back fondly on the memories of that time in my life.
I actually don't know what else to say....Thankyou for letting me get this off of my chest somewhere...to someone...anyone. Sorry this is so poorly written...I'm so upset, it's hard to even put this into words.
First, I want to say "Thankyou" to Bluelight, and all of the members. Sincerely.
Many of the posts gave me some hope. Some made me smile. It's been only this board and me all night, while I sat here feeling the full impact of my actions.Let me explain a little. In the past few months, I have backslid. I stepped back into a horrible period of time...that I honestly thought was over. I am intelligent enough to never say never. It just seemed in the "highly unlikely" category. But when you come into a little bit of money, and your drug of choice can be delivered to your door, well, as most of us know, it's a terrible situation. At first, it was because I ran out of my rx early, and a "friend" found a connection. This "friend" is aware that I am an addict, and have a history, and of course, the charge to have something delivered to your door is extremely exspensive, and out of my league. I didn't come into a millions and millions of dollars.
For most of my adult life, I have struggled financially. I have a conditon that causes crippling pain, and it's chronic. Suffice to say, it felt good to have a few thousand dollars in my account for a change...It felt comforting. That is the first word that comes to mind. Instead of constantly worrying about every penny I spend at every second, and God forbid something happens, etc...on top of it, I didn't buy one nice thing for myself...other than the coffee beans that I like, and some teas.
For quite a while, I'm in the mindset that I cannot get things. So, when I had some money, I was still in that mentality. I need many things...I also am the one that needs to take charge of the household. It's all on me, trust me. I cannot rely on my husband to do it. And I can't talk to him, because he's in the same boat as me...
I'm far past the days of thinking something like this is great. I have no good explanation on why I've done this. Obviously it's spilled milk, and I want to change this...I actually don't have the money to spend anymore, and did put a majority of it in an account that I don't have instant access to.
However, I had to borrow money from myself, in order to pay the bills this month. That is unbelievable.
It's not only the money. It's everything about it. Seeing paraphenilia(?) all over again. Empty bags, etc. Of course, I don't look back fondly on the memories of that time in my life.
I actually don't know what else to say....Thankyou for letting me get this off of my chest somewhere...to someone...anyone. Sorry this is so poorly written...I'm so upset, it's hard to even put this into words.
