dognasher
Bluelighter
I've been on a long struggle for sobriety and I think I finally am on the right path. I am on Suboxone and have been for three weeks - I feel so much better, I don't have crazy cravings, and I am able to exercise again.
I was addicted to IV coke and IV heroin. I almost lost everything. I have a child. I have my own business. I know I can't EVER go back to that life or it will all slip out of my hands and so at least now I know that this time is the last time and that part of my life, while it will never go away, is over. If I have to cut off my hands and pull out my eyeballs, I will not get high today. Or tomorrow. But I'll deal with tomorrow when tomorrow comes.
Now that I have a little sober time, I have been dealing with extreme anxiety, sadness, and guilt over all that I have done to my fiancee, my parents...most of all I have crippling guilt over being such a selfish asshole that I chose drugs over my child's well being. I never hurt her, and she's little so she didn't really know anything as far as I know, but the money I spent on drugs could have gone to her...now we struggle just to pay bills and put food on the table, because of me. Because of what I have done, and because I chose to squander my money and my life on drugs instead of being a present and strong parental force to her. I love her more than anybody in the world. I think of her sweet face, and it lights up my whole heart. She's my only child and she's my world. Now I can barely afford to buy her new shoes and my parents have had to help us out with food and bills, and her school supplies. (She's 5 and just started kindergarten).
I try to tell myself that I am doing well, I am picking up the pieces, I walk her to school every morning, pick her up every afternoon, am sober now. I take her fishing, I do her homework with her. I just started volunteering at her school. I tell myself these things but my heart breaks when I think of the fights she witnessed between me and my fiancee over this drug stuff, the mornings where I was too fucked up from withdrawal or coming down from coke and too fucked up to make her breakfast, the times she asked me why I was sick, the time's I snapped at her when I was crabby....it just breaks my heart. It just rips it right out from my chest. I don't know how I could have been so careless with my life when I have this little somebody I love so much, who I carried for nine months and who I promised to be responsible for and raise.
I think now that I am not numbing my fears and feelings they are coming out by the bucketload...and I'm really scared to face them. It's like all the fears that kept me using are still there plus fears about all the stuff I made worse.
My fiancee is wonderful and tells me to stop beating myself up..my parents are wonderful, supportive. But I just can't forgive myself. I am trying, but the guilt just eats me alive. When does it get better?
Thanks for listening.
I was addicted to IV coke and IV heroin. I almost lost everything. I have a child. I have my own business. I know I can't EVER go back to that life or it will all slip out of my hands and so at least now I know that this time is the last time and that part of my life, while it will never go away, is over. If I have to cut off my hands and pull out my eyeballs, I will not get high today. Or tomorrow. But I'll deal with tomorrow when tomorrow comes.
Now that I have a little sober time, I have been dealing with extreme anxiety, sadness, and guilt over all that I have done to my fiancee, my parents...most of all I have crippling guilt over being such a selfish asshole that I chose drugs over my child's well being. I never hurt her, and she's little so she didn't really know anything as far as I know, but the money I spent on drugs could have gone to her...now we struggle just to pay bills and put food on the table, because of me. Because of what I have done, and because I chose to squander my money and my life on drugs instead of being a present and strong parental force to her. I love her more than anybody in the world. I think of her sweet face, and it lights up my whole heart. She's my only child and she's my world. Now I can barely afford to buy her new shoes and my parents have had to help us out with food and bills, and her school supplies. (She's 5 and just started kindergarten).
I try to tell myself that I am doing well, I am picking up the pieces, I walk her to school every morning, pick her up every afternoon, am sober now. I take her fishing, I do her homework with her. I just started volunteering at her school. I tell myself these things but my heart breaks when I think of the fights she witnessed between me and my fiancee over this drug stuff, the mornings where I was too fucked up from withdrawal or coming down from coke and too fucked up to make her breakfast, the times she asked me why I was sick, the time's I snapped at her when I was crabby....it just breaks my heart. It just rips it right out from my chest. I don't know how I could have been so careless with my life when I have this little somebody I love so much, who I carried for nine months and who I promised to be responsible for and raise.
I think now that I am not numbing my fears and feelings they are coming out by the bucketload...and I'm really scared to face them. It's like all the fears that kept me using are still there plus fears about all the stuff I made worse.
My fiancee is wonderful and tells me to stop beating myself up..my parents are wonderful, supportive. But I just can't forgive myself. I am trying, but the guilt just eats me alive. When does it get better?
Thanks for listening.

Quit holding yourself up to the standards of a God. We are human beings and we fuck up all day everyday. Its OK