drug_wench
Bluelight Crew
i just got through 5 weeks of rehab but was discharged 2 days ago.
in the past every rehab ive been to has been a disaster zone for me - the longest i managed to stay was 5 days. i just never seemed to be able to handle the commitment, the discipline, having to face things about myself i didnt want to face, and being without drugs.
this time, after another stint in medical detox, i was so thoroughly sick of my life on methadone and growing heroin habit, i thought having to get up each morning to sit through classes about managing a drug-free life was something i could do for 8 weeks - and i started to actually enjoy the program, yet strangely, its like i wanted to be kicked out.
even though i hadnt used anything but opiates for months before detox, once there was a restriction on me using anything its like the rebel in me came out to play. i never intended to quit everything but had intended to go 8 weeks completely abstinent as this was what the program required.
but somewhere along the line i decided to have a joint, and by then id already been shooting mistys (morphine) here and there to ease the cravings for heroin. i know, justification.
sadly, a few days after having that toke, we were all drug-tested - which i knew did happen, but others were telling me it was rare. this was just after new years i guess.
i knew i was also going to test positive for opiates, because id shot mistys, and taken a panadeine for a headache, some time over those last 3 days (we werent allowed to take panadeine). however i thought that having the codeine turn up in my urine would hide the fact that id used straight morphine, which is a little less explainable.
so i went through to my counsellor before the test and told her what would turn up and 'why' (ie. admitting to everything but the mistys).
looking back, i should have been honest - drugs are drugs - but i guess i saw it as 'well im here for an opiate addiction - it sure isnt going to look good if i tell them ive used morphine...its ludicrous not being allowed panadeine, and at least pots a soft drug', and i didnt want them to start questioning me about whether or not id used mistys during my time there up til then.
they let me stay due to my 'honesty'. fuck i felt like a worm.
a few weeks later, at the end of a long week, having had more evenings on the nod, i was called up to see the counsellor and program coordinator. it turned out theyd sent my test in to a lab for more advanced results. the results were back and it turns out you cant hide the fact that youve used morphine by taking codeine on top of it. so i spilled.
they said they couldnt decide what to do about the situation just like that and that theyd hold a meeting with me and some other staff on monday.
that had my guts in knots so i just said it was ok, id leave.
they said they wanted me to think that over too though, that they werent kicking me out at that stage, that it was my decision whether to come back or not.
my counsellors last words were 'do you think you can get through this weekend without using?'
im not dependent on mistys - im on suboxone for fucks sake - so i agreed that if i did decide to return on monday i wouldnt use that weekend.
i hate making decisions and was really anxious about the meeting that monday, so after tossing turning and telling myself id stay then taking it back, on saturday i told myself id make the decision easy, smoked some weed and blasted some oxy. then realised immediately that i did want to return, that i was definitely a sick puppy in need of rehab.
at the same time i wasnt going to lie - god knows if theyd have tested me or not, they didnt get a chance, but omitting the truth sure hadnt been getting me anywhere.
so i rocked up there that monday morning, shaking in my shoes, and admitted to my wrong-doings.
of course they booted me out. they were very nice considering id wasted their time, maybe because i was honest this time, and they said id come a long way in other ways, which i guess i have.
i dont know why i seem to be so naturally self-sabotaging - its bizarre.
using mistys because im a sucker for morphine is one thing. smoking pot once because its the holiday season is another. but doing drugs to get kicked out of rehab? i dont even like IV oxy - its a bit of an unpleasant sensation IMO, and i knew from past experiences that i was going to hate it.
but there you have it - i got myself kicked out of rehab, purposefully. when i was getting something out of rehab.
and i wish i could take it back because i think i bloody needed the help!!!
anybody else prone to these self-sabotaging behaviours? ive been told its an 'addict' thing but it just looks crazy from where i stand.
in the past every rehab ive been to has been a disaster zone for me - the longest i managed to stay was 5 days. i just never seemed to be able to handle the commitment, the discipline, having to face things about myself i didnt want to face, and being without drugs.
this time, after another stint in medical detox, i was so thoroughly sick of my life on methadone and growing heroin habit, i thought having to get up each morning to sit through classes about managing a drug-free life was something i could do for 8 weeks - and i started to actually enjoy the program, yet strangely, its like i wanted to be kicked out.
even though i hadnt used anything but opiates for months before detox, once there was a restriction on me using anything its like the rebel in me came out to play. i never intended to quit everything but had intended to go 8 weeks completely abstinent as this was what the program required.
but somewhere along the line i decided to have a joint, and by then id already been shooting mistys (morphine) here and there to ease the cravings for heroin. i know, justification.
sadly, a few days after having that toke, we were all drug-tested - which i knew did happen, but others were telling me it was rare. this was just after new years i guess.
i knew i was also going to test positive for opiates, because id shot mistys, and taken a panadeine for a headache, some time over those last 3 days (we werent allowed to take panadeine). however i thought that having the codeine turn up in my urine would hide the fact that id used straight morphine, which is a little less explainable.
so i went through to my counsellor before the test and told her what would turn up and 'why' (ie. admitting to everything but the mistys).
looking back, i should have been honest - drugs are drugs - but i guess i saw it as 'well im here for an opiate addiction - it sure isnt going to look good if i tell them ive used morphine...its ludicrous not being allowed panadeine, and at least pots a soft drug', and i didnt want them to start questioning me about whether or not id used mistys during my time there up til then.
they let me stay due to my 'honesty'. fuck i felt like a worm.
a few weeks later, at the end of a long week, having had more evenings on the nod, i was called up to see the counsellor and program coordinator. it turned out theyd sent my test in to a lab for more advanced results. the results were back and it turns out you cant hide the fact that youve used morphine by taking codeine on top of it. so i spilled.
they said they couldnt decide what to do about the situation just like that and that theyd hold a meeting with me and some other staff on monday.
that had my guts in knots so i just said it was ok, id leave.
they said they wanted me to think that over too though, that they werent kicking me out at that stage, that it was my decision whether to come back or not.
my counsellors last words were 'do you think you can get through this weekend without using?'
im not dependent on mistys - im on suboxone for fucks sake - so i agreed that if i did decide to return on monday i wouldnt use that weekend.
i hate making decisions and was really anxious about the meeting that monday, so after tossing turning and telling myself id stay then taking it back, on saturday i told myself id make the decision easy, smoked some weed and blasted some oxy. then realised immediately that i did want to return, that i was definitely a sick puppy in need of rehab.
at the same time i wasnt going to lie - god knows if theyd have tested me or not, they didnt get a chance, but omitting the truth sure hadnt been getting me anywhere.
so i rocked up there that monday morning, shaking in my shoes, and admitted to my wrong-doings.
of course they booted me out. they were very nice considering id wasted their time, maybe because i was honest this time, and they said id come a long way in other ways, which i guess i have.
i dont know why i seem to be so naturally self-sabotaging - its bizarre.
using mistys because im a sucker for morphine is one thing. smoking pot once because its the holiday season is another. but doing drugs to get kicked out of rehab? i dont even like IV oxy - its a bit of an unpleasant sensation IMO, and i knew from past experiences that i was going to hate it.
but there you have it - i got myself kicked out of rehab, purposefully. when i was getting something out of rehab.
and i wish i could take it back because i think i bloody needed the help!!!
anybody else prone to these self-sabotaging behaviours? ive been told its an 'addict' thing but it just looks crazy from where i stand.
