Pentakillx
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Jan 5, 2017
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- 42
I've been sober for two years. 100% clean of Xanax and pain killers, and I haven't gotten drunk since that one time last year. However, I have been struggling with sobriety as of late. It started when I was trying to conceive in Summer of last year, and progressively became more and more of a challenge. In October, however, two pregnancy tests came up positive and all of my reasons to check out went away. Then, in December, I had a miscarriage for unknown reasons. I'm shattered. The struggle is so much worse now, but I'm trying to hold onto my goal of getting extremely healthy so that I can try again by the end of this year. But recently, even though I feel at peace with what happened, I find myself completely forgetting it. I'll talk about my pregnancy and make plans for the new baby, then suddenly get a jolt of anxiety and grief as I remember that it's gone. I feel empty and alone, and I feel like my body betrayed me and that I'm a failure. It makes it unbelievably hard to not do something stupid, especially considering that since then I have been left alone with drugs.
I have reasons. I want to be able to get pregnant again in the future. I want to raise a baby in a happy, healthy home and not subject it to an emotionally detached mother who runs a flop house (which sounds judgmental, but I have been there and I never want to be there again). I want to be there for the father, who is experiencing his own grief and is just as screwed up by this as I am. But every day I get more and more attached to the idea of completely abandoning my life and becoming something worse than what I used to be. I know I need a therapist, but timing sucked. The one I was talking to is still on her holiday vacation, and everyone else is too expensive even with insurance (many are asking for $80 copays, which is usually fine, but I'm getting ready to move so I need the money). I'm not sure what to do at this point. Even if this post seems dramatic, I'd rather be on here than using.
I have reasons. I want to be able to get pregnant again in the future. I want to raise a baby in a happy, healthy home and not subject it to an emotionally detached mother who runs a flop house (which sounds judgmental, but I have been there and I never want to be there again). I want to be there for the father, who is experiencing his own grief and is just as screwed up by this as I am. But every day I get more and more attached to the idea of completely abandoning my life and becoming something worse than what I used to be. I know I need a therapist, but timing sucked. The one I was talking to is still on her holiday vacation, and everyone else is too expensive even with insurance (many are asking for $80 copays, which is usually fine, but I'm getting ready to move so I need the money). I'm not sure what to do at this point. Even if this post seems dramatic, I'd rather be on here than using.