Why is it so hard to be normal? What is it about addicts that make us want to suffer so badly? I'm at a major crossroads in my life...long story short I've been an addict for 25 years, H and opiates my drugs of choice. I've been clean off of H for almost four years, but I cannot seem to kick this opiate habit. I have chronic pain, so I'm gridlocked into taking something, but I abuse my meds and even though I swear every day that I'm not going to take more than needed I always end up doing just that. There was a time where my addiction left me homeless and doing things that I'll never forgive myself for....now my life is good. I have a beautiful home, a career for the first time in my life, a husband that loves me. But he is VERY sick of my addiction, and today he actually told me that he wanted out of the marriage if things don't change. This is a man that I've been with on and off for 25 years, and we've been married for ten. He does not use at all, does not even drink, so his empathy for addiction is quite low.
I guess my question is why is it even harder when things are going right? A normal person uses to get out of pain....to forget the bad things going on around them. For me its the opposite, I seem to use more when things are right. I suppose its some deep rooted bullshit, something telling me that I don't deserve to be happy...I don't know. I just know that I'm sick of it, and I cant lose my husband over it, I just cant. So I made an appointment with a sub doc, I hate going that route but I need help and don't know what else to do. I hate the idea of trading one drug for another, but I cant do it alone, meaning I cant function without something. I hate that about myself, hate that a substance has that much control over me, hate that I'm a junkie. I think I want normal so badly, and than when I have it I just fuck it up.
I guess my question is why is it even harder when things are going right? A normal person uses to get out of pain....to forget the bad things going on around them. For me its the opposite, I seem to use more when things are right. I suppose its some deep rooted bullshit, something telling me that I don't deserve to be happy...I don't know. I just know that I'm sick of it, and I cant lose my husband over it, I just cant. So I made an appointment with a sub doc, I hate going that route but I need help and don't know what else to do. I hate the idea of trading one drug for another, but I cant do it alone, meaning I cant function without something. I hate that about myself, hate that a substance has that much control over me, hate that I'm a junkie. I think I want normal so badly, and than when I have it I just fuck it up.

