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Greenlighter
Hi,
Warning, I ramble when I type. There's a TL;DR at the bottom though.
This is my first post here, but I've been lurking a lil bit lately on TDS and Sober Living boards. I'm 22 y/o and recently went thru my first bout with opiate addiction (a very mild addiction by many standards but it's enough to plant the hook). I had used opiates VERY occasionally since I was 18 (I'm talking like using when I got my wisdom teeth out or after a family member's surgery, or maybe get a few pills from a friend's script, but ya know I would get high a few times, run out, and would easily go several months, a year without opiates no problem [but in the back of my mind of course I always knew how much I loved 'em]).
At the beginning of this April, a dealer who I had bought MDMA from a few times sends me a long list of drugs he has available, asking if I knew anyone who would be interested. Oxy was part of this list, and I hadn't done any opiate in probably at least 6 months, thought that blowing an Oxy that night sounded pretty fun. So I asked how much, bought an Oxy 80, and there we go. With no tolerance that lasted me 4 nights of getting high, after that I really wanted to do it one more time, so I bought another one, high for another 4 nights, the rest is history really. I'm really lucky because I am a full time college student, work part time, and am trying to make a career in music, and my parents support me a lot. But I'm really broke on top of living expenses, so buying ridiculously expensive Oxys started to get stressful really fast. So typical, but each time I bought an oxy I said it would be the last. Still, I was scared shitless the whole time because I'm a pretty aware person and knew well what I was getting myself into. I couldn't afford the habit I wanted, had to steal sometimes, and still spent every penny on opiates. My tolerance went up fast, soon I would get Roxi 30s and barely get high off of those. I would make seed tea to fill in time between pills or if I couldn't afford the buzz I needed.
I would usually not use at all until night time, and then get high (only because I couldn't afford to be high 24/7). Although I hated doing whatever I needed to do to get through the day and had almost no energy or focus, I would manage and never actually felt physically sick, so I thought maybe I was just skirting physical addiction. Soon I found out a way to order any drugs I wanted over the internet, so I start ordering #4 H in the mail. This was awesome cuz heroin is way cheaper so I could finally get high to my heart's content, at least for a while.
I started to stress because I had a two week trip out of town planned and had been waking up really achy, so I thought shit, I guess physical dependance has set in (being the lucky bastard I am I managed to use every day for about 3 months straight, and had never let it wear off enough to know what w/d was gonna be like). I didn't know how I would get on a plane and be at home around my family if I was gonna get sick, but still figured maybe it wouldn't be that bad. Then, lucky me, 5 days before my trip, pill guy hasn't stocked up on roxis in a while (he mostly sells other drugs), the store that I usually get seeds from starts putting out washed seeds that won't do shit.... I wait and wait on a package of heroin. Mailman comes late, no heroin. The night before I had raided my roommate's medicine cabinet and found some opiates, so those were already gone, there were no options. I got really fucking sick, and it scared me, cause I figured my heroin would come the next day, or the day after that, and I'd do it, and then hafta get on a plane dopesick and go home to my parents claiming to have the flu. Deep down I was hoping it wouldn't come and I'd just hafta be cut off from drugs and maybe actually have a chance at getting clean (because I felt like my willpower was shit). So it didn't come, I started to feel much better very quickly (probably because I wasn't using very longterm, I just got on hard pretty fast), and I go home for two weeks. I felt awesome to be living clean and was pretty committed to sticking with it. But then sometimes I would remember those packages of H i had been waiting on, and how they're prob gunna be waiting at my doorstep when I get home.
So I get home, and my gram of H is there, and I think fuck yeah, now I've been clean for almost 3 weeks, I'm over the physical dependence, got a gram of H already paid for, I can finally go binge and get loaded without the stress of addiction and finances. So I had an awesome 3 days, and then my H ran out, and I'm just not as committed to being sober as I was before. Now I'm just confused. It's been a week since the H ran out, and I just constantly want to do more heroin. I'm lucky because I don't have a local source, and I don't wanna start mail ordering cuz it takes days. I've made two half-assed, unsuccessful attempts at scoring dope on the street in the past week, but gave up, and then was kinda happy I didn't score. But at the same time I just really wanna do dope. Before I cared about my sobriety, and now I feel the only motivators to keep clean are that I can't afford the habit I want, and if I start again it's just gonna be too stressful. But instead of aspiring to make awesome music that will make people happy like I used to, now I just want to make a lot of money so that I can do heroin for the rest of my life without having to stress or be bothered by anyone. Not sure what to do. I've been bored as fuck and depressed and plotting about going to try and find heroin, but I might be better off for the time being if I stay clean. If I really want to, I know I'll be able to get it. I've just been torn. The only time my mind is off opiates is when I'm bonding with a good friend, but I'm pretty introverted and tend to spend a lot of time alone, so I need to figure out how to better manage that time. Plus, I don't feel comfortable telling most ppl about my addiction, and I only get comfort hanging with the friends I've been able to come clean to, which are very few. As the title says, I'm confused
. Tell me if you think I should stay clean or go score, and why........
TL;DR: I'm 22, went through short but intense bout of oxy & heroin addiction, stayed clean ~3 weeks, "relapsed", been clean for a week now but don't feel committed as I did before said "relapse". Can't decide whether to use or not. Looking for advice/suggestions, thank you

Warning, I ramble when I type. There's a TL;DR at the bottom though.
This is my first post here, but I've been lurking a lil bit lately on TDS and Sober Living boards. I'm 22 y/o and recently went thru my first bout with opiate addiction (a very mild addiction by many standards but it's enough to plant the hook). I had used opiates VERY occasionally since I was 18 (I'm talking like using when I got my wisdom teeth out or after a family member's surgery, or maybe get a few pills from a friend's script, but ya know I would get high a few times, run out, and would easily go several months, a year without opiates no problem [but in the back of my mind of course I always knew how much I loved 'em]).
At the beginning of this April, a dealer who I had bought MDMA from a few times sends me a long list of drugs he has available, asking if I knew anyone who would be interested. Oxy was part of this list, and I hadn't done any opiate in probably at least 6 months, thought that blowing an Oxy that night sounded pretty fun. So I asked how much, bought an Oxy 80, and there we go. With no tolerance that lasted me 4 nights of getting high, after that I really wanted to do it one more time, so I bought another one, high for another 4 nights, the rest is history really. I'm really lucky because I am a full time college student, work part time, and am trying to make a career in music, and my parents support me a lot. But I'm really broke on top of living expenses, so buying ridiculously expensive Oxys started to get stressful really fast. So typical, but each time I bought an oxy I said it would be the last. Still, I was scared shitless the whole time because I'm a pretty aware person and knew well what I was getting myself into. I couldn't afford the habit I wanted, had to steal sometimes, and still spent every penny on opiates. My tolerance went up fast, soon I would get Roxi 30s and barely get high off of those. I would make seed tea to fill in time between pills or if I couldn't afford the buzz I needed.
I would usually not use at all until night time, and then get high (only because I couldn't afford to be high 24/7). Although I hated doing whatever I needed to do to get through the day and had almost no energy or focus, I would manage and never actually felt physically sick, so I thought maybe I was just skirting physical addiction. Soon I found out a way to order any drugs I wanted over the internet, so I start ordering #4 H in the mail. This was awesome cuz heroin is way cheaper so I could finally get high to my heart's content, at least for a while.
I started to stress because I had a two week trip out of town planned and had been waking up really achy, so I thought shit, I guess physical dependance has set in (being the lucky bastard I am I managed to use every day for about 3 months straight, and had never let it wear off enough to know what w/d was gonna be like). I didn't know how I would get on a plane and be at home around my family if I was gonna get sick, but still figured maybe it wouldn't be that bad. Then, lucky me, 5 days before my trip, pill guy hasn't stocked up on roxis in a while (he mostly sells other drugs), the store that I usually get seeds from starts putting out washed seeds that won't do shit.... I wait and wait on a package of heroin. Mailman comes late, no heroin. The night before I had raided my roommate's medicine cabinet and found some opiates, so those were already gone, there were no options. I got really fucking sick, and it scared me, cause I figured my heroin would come the next day, or the day after that, and I'd do it, and then hafta get on a plane dopesick and go home to my parents claiming to have the flu. Deep down I was hoping it wouldn't come and I'd just hafta be cut off from drugs and maybe actually have a chance at getting clean (because I felt like my willpower was shit). So it didn't come, I started to feel much better very quickly (probably because I wasn't using very longterm, I just got on hard pretty fast), and I go home for two weeks. I felt awesome to be living clean and was pretty committed to sticking with it. But then sometimes I would remember those packages of H i had been waiting on, and how they're prob gunna be waiting at my doorstep when I get home.
So I get home, and my gram of H is there, and I think fuck yeah, now I've been clean for almost 3 weeks, I'm over the physical dependence, got a gram of H already paid for, I can finally go binge and get loaded without the stress of addiction and finances. So I had an awesome 3 days, and then my H ran out, and I'm just not as committed to being sober as I was before. Now I'm just confused. It's been a week since the H ran out, and I just constantly want to do more heroin. I'm lucky because I don't have a local source, and I don't wanna start mail ordering cuz it takes days. I've made two half-assed, unsuccessful attempts at scoring dope on the street in the past week, but gave up, and then was kinda happy I didn't score. But at the same time I just really wanna do dope. Before I cared about my sobriety, and now I feel the only motivators to keep clean are that I can't afford the habit I want, and if I start again it's just gonna be too stressful. But instead of aspiring to make awesome music that will make people happy like I used to, now I just want to make a lot of money so that I can do heroin for the rest of my life without having to stress or be bothered by anyone. Not sure what to do. I've been bored as fuck and depressed and plotting about going to try and find heroin, but I might be better off for the time being if I stay clean. If I really want to, I know I'll be able to get it. I've just been torn. The only time my mind is off opiates is when I'm bonding with a good friend, but I'm pretty introverted and tend to spend a lot of time alone, so I need to figure out how to better manage that time. Plus, I don't feel comfortable telling most ppl about my addiction, and I only get comfort hanging with the friends I've been able to come clean to, which are very few. As the title says, I'm confused

TL;DR: I'm 22, went through short but intense bout of oxy & heroin addiction, stayed clean ~3 weeks, "relapsed", been clean for a week now but don't feel committed as I did before said "relapse". Can't decide whether to use or not. Looking for advice/suggestions, thank you


