EveryStar
Bluelighter
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I got popped on June 20th for possession of less than 1 gram of methamphetamine.
Spent a night in county, saw lawyer the next day, who recommended detox + long-term rehab. I spent 12-14 days at a hospital detoxing from methadone (100mg for 4 months, kicked cold-turkey) and benzos (tapered at the same time, 2mg clonazepam and 30mg temazepam daily for about a year). I had been trying to kick dope since December 2009, after using for almost 2 years. I was shooting Suboxone bought off the street and taking methadone...or shooting smack when I couldn't get either of the former and I needed to fix now.
Last time I did dope was on February 23rd, 2010, the same morning I hit up the clinic. So I haven't done heroin in 5 and a half months, and detox was, needless to say, motherfucking hell, I would have walked out (if it wasn't for the law), and used the 76 dollars in my wallet to get a bunch of dope (while detoxing the only "good" thing I could think about was "Fuck yeah, after this shit my tolerance will be close to nil I'ma go and nod off 5 bucks of junk!"). The only thing that put me to sleep the first night was neither the 50mg of chlordiazepoxide nor the 30mg of temazepam, but rather the nurse taking blood from my arm. I guess seeing a needle in one of my veins must have released enough endorphins to calm down the WDs (the restlessness and accompanied constant kicking being the worst...and unfortunately the first thing to pop up every time I was in withdrawals before) and let me sleep. I asked first thing in the morning to be put on Neurontin and clonidine the next day to calm down the constant kicking, yawning, tearing and whatnot.
Anyways, nearly 2 weeks of hell later, I go to rehab. Unfortunately I get called back to Harris County for court on July 21st, and find out I have to stay in town till my next hearing on September 2nd, while I'm on pre-trial diversion, and have to show up to court for a piss test at any time within the hour of getting called. Positive results or refusal to urinate ("I can't pee" is considered refusal, no matter how legitimate your statement may be) = jail.
Now, to my question: I've been clean 40+ days, and even though I haven't shot up in over 5 months (crack being my drug of choice while on methadone...needed a rush every day, and I guess crack filled that void...yet I barely have any cravings for crack, while the heroin cravings and daytime fantasies of doing "one last hit" and nodding, etc. are always there.), yet my thoughts are seemingly solely focused on how to do some and not getting caught, thinking about whether I should make the call or not, etc. The only thing that's keeping me from not doing it is the thought that "Hey, why risk prison for one fucking high, when I could just wait until September 2nd, see what the judge says, and then get loaded?" That thought of a potential high in the near-future being my only motivator (oh yeah, and getting thrown in the slammer for a couple years if caught), I know deep down I don't really want to get sober, but I'm just giving it a shot to see if it's all it's hyped up to be (lol). I mean fuck I'm an addict I want some goddamn instant gratification, some feel-good time with none of the consequences, instead of all that waiting and hard work and long-term happiness stuff I hear of.
So yeah, how the fuck do you deal with the cravings? Some dude at this halfway-house I'm considering going to, he got busted with 3 keys of dope and says after like 2 months clean you stop thinking about it. I don't buy that shit, I know plenty (okay, a few, but still) of people who spent months or even years clean and said the cravings NEVER go away. Fuck.
Spent a night in county, saw lawyer the next day, who recommended detox + long-term rehab. I spent 12-14 days at a hospital detoxing from methadone (100mg for 4 months, kicked cold-turkey) and benzos (tapered at the same time, 2mg clonazepam and 30mg temazepam daily for about a year). I had been trying to kick dope since December 2009, after using for almost 2 years. I was shooting Suboxone bought off the street and taking methadone...or shooting smack when I couldn't get either of the former and I needed to fix now.
Last time I did dope was on February 23rd, 2010, the same morning I hit up the clinic. So I haven't done heroin in 5 and a half months, and detox was, needless to say, motherfucking hell, I would have walked out (if it wasn't for the law), and used the 76 dollars in my wallet to get a bunch of dope (while detoxing the only "good" thing I could think about was "Fuck yeah, after this shit my tolerance will be close to nil I'ma go and nod off 5 bucks of junk!"). The only thing that put me to sleep the first night was neither the 50mg of chlordiazepoxide nor the 30mg of temazepam, but rather the nurse taking blood from my arm. I guess seeing a needle in one of my veins must have released enough endorphins to calm down the WDs (the restlessness and accompanied constant kicking being the worst...and unfortunately the first thing to pop up every time I was in withdrawals before) and let me sleep. I asked first thing in the morning to be put on Neurontin and clonidine the next day to calm down the constant kicking, yawning, tearing and whatnot.
Anyways, nearly 2 weeks of hell later, I go to rehab. Unfortunately I get called back to Harris County for court on July 21st, and find out I have to stay in town till my next hearing on September 2nd, while I'm on pre-trial diversion, and have to show up to court for a piss test at any time within the hour of getting called. Positive results or refusal to urinate ("I can't pee" is considered refusal, no matter how legitimate your statement may be) = jail.
Now, to my question: I've been clean 40+ days, and even though I haven't shot up in over 5 months (crack being my drug of choice while on methadone...needed a rush every day, and I guess crack filled that void...yet I barely have any cravings for crack, while the heroin cravings and daytime fantasies of doing "one last hit" and nodding, etc. are always there.), yet my thoughts are seemingly solely focused on how to do some and not getting caught, thinking about whether I should make the call or not, etc. The only thing that's keeping me from not doing it is the thought that "Hey, why risk prison for one fucking high, when I could just wait until September 2nd, see what the judge says, and then get loaded?" That thought of a potential high in the near-future being my only motivator (oh yeah, and getting thrown in the slammer for a couple years if caught), I know deep down I don't really want to get sober, but I'm just giving it a shot to see if it's all it's hyped up to be (lol). I mean fuck I'm an addict I want some goddamn instant gratification, some feel-good time with none of the consequences, instead of all that waiting and hard work and long-term happiness stuff I hear of.
So yeah, how the fuck do you deal with the cravings? Some dude at this halfway-house I'm considering going to, he got busted with 3 keys of dope and says after like 2 months clean you stop thinking about it. I don't buy that shit, I know plenty (okay, a few, but still) of people who spent months or even years clean and said the cravings NEVER go away. Fuck.
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