asleepysheep
Greenlighter
Hello all, I am new here and just wanted to write out my experience switching from Methadone to Suboxone.
I am 27y/o female. 100lbs, 5'5" just in case you're curious.
Anyway, I started my addiction years ago when I was about 19. I was a kid and I was a wreck and a total black sheep. I was depressed a lot, bad social anxiety. I used to smoke weed in high school but I didn't like smoking it with the people I used to hang out with. It made me super paranoid and nervous. I now am around better people and can smoke with them no problem and I love it.
So I started harder drugs. I did a lot of them. Cocaine, Ice, X, Acid, etc. etc. but NOTHING and I mean NOTHING had me like the first time I did Heroin. I had never done opiates at that point but I had a friend that I met that did it and I told him that I did it before so that I could get him to let me do Heroin with him. I had a car so I picked him up and we went downtown and he copped for us. We went to my house and I sniffed a little bit then he injected me and I got so nauseas but I loved the feeling I got. It felt magical. That was it for me, I was off. The next day we got more and the next day we got more. Then I started injecting myself about a month or two later. The first time I didn't have any Heroin I didn't know what was happening. I didn't realize withdrawal was that bad. So I didn't give it up. I did it every day. When my brother found out and then told my parents, they sent me to a 4 day detox. I got out in 3 days and that day I shot more Heroin. Once I tried Suboxone but my habit was so big it did nothing for me so I again shot more Heroin that day. Eventually I had a 40 bag a day addict and also smoked about the same amount of crack everyday. I sold everything I had, stole from people/family, begged people for money, until eventually I was walking the streets and living on them. I would try detox/rehab about twelve other times, every time I left the next day.
So a few years later my mom (who never gave up on me/loved me through this all she just couldn't take me living with her and stealing) suggested I go on Methadone. I remember the first day I went. I was dopesick in the morning Ii said my goodbyes to Heroin the night before but of course I still wanted more before I went on Methadone but I couldn't get more money). I went to the clinic, did intake which really didn't take that long. I got my Methadone that day, threw up on the way home. The next day I went up 5mg's and still threw up on the way home. The next day and the next day up 5mg's each day but still a little sick. I finally got to a stable dose of 150mgs. Let me tell you first, Methadone saved my life. While on it I was able to live at home, have a job, keep my friends, and best of all not be sick. So I stayed on Methadone for about 3 years. This year I started decreasing my dose and while it wasn't easy and I got nauseas a lot I got myself down to 30mgs and stayed on that for a few months. This week I made my switch back to Suboxone.
On Tuesday I took my last dose of Methadone. Tuesday through Wednesday I was okay, but Wednesday night I started having withdrawals and couldn't sleep. I know that Methadone is supposed to hold most people for about two days, but it just goes through my system faster so I got sick earlier than most people. However that first night was not bad. Thursday was my doctors appointment to get my Suboxone but I was told not to take it until at LEAST the next night because it would put me into precipitated withdrawal due to the long half-life of Methadone. That night was so bad I couldn't take it. My legs and arms were so uncomfortable and I was chilled and sweaty but I knew I wasn't even close to being at severe withdrawal. I was at mild at most. And mild withdrawal from Methadone is a awful. I couldn't take it anymore so I took a piece of Suboxone under my tongue, figuring that if I went into bad precipitated withdrawal I would just push myself through it. But nothing happened. I didn't feel better or worse so I took a 2mg tablet. Nothing. I took another and layed down and fell asleep and felt so much better. The fact that my legs and arms keep me from being able to sleep while in withdrawal is the worst thing for me. If I can't sleep then forget it I would rather just off myself. Anyway I didn't and I think I took my first Suboxone after about 62hrs. after my last Methadone dose so while it was longer than the minimum wait after Methadone (48hrs), it wasn't as long as I was told to wait (72hrs). That would have just been impossible for me to do. I took it about in between Thursday night and Friday morning. So it has been a few days and I feel good but my arms and legs still hurt a little bit but I don't really want to up my dose so I'm hoping it'll just correct itself. I also feel out of it, not high at all I just feel weird. I also have some insomnia and I wake up very early after very little sleep. I am on 8mg's a day.
Thanks for listening everyone.
I must add also... as a child I have always wanted to do drugs. I always felt like this was my calling like I was an addict even before I tried any drugs. Anyone else have that kind of mindset your whole life?
I am 27y/o female. 100lbs, 5'5" just in case you're curious.
Anyway, I started my addiction years ago when I was about 19. I was a kid and I was a wreck and a total black sheep. I was depressed a lot, bad social anxiety. I used to smoke weed in high school but I didn't like smoking it with the people I used to hang out with. It made me super paranoid and nervous. I now am around better people and can smoke with them no problem and I love it.
So I started harder drugs. I did a lot of them. Cocaine, Ice, X, Acid, etc. etc. but NOTHING and I mean NOTHING had me like the first time I did Heroin. I had never done opiates at that point but I had a friend that I met that did it and I told him that I did it before so that I could get him to let me do Heroin with him. I had a car so I picked him up and we went downtown and he copped for us. We went to my house and I sniffed a little bit then he injected me and I got so nauseas but I loved the feeling I got. It felt magical. That was it for me, I was off. The next day we got more and the next day we got more. Then I started injecting myself about a month or two later. The first time I didn't have any Heroin I didn't know what was happening. I didn't realize withdrawal was that bad. So I didn't give it up. I did it every day. When my brother found out and then told my parents, they sent me to a 4 day detox. I got out in 3 days and that day I shot more Heroin. Once I tried Suboxone but my habit was so big it did nothing for me so I again shot more Heroin that day. Eventually I had a 40 bag a day addict and also smoked about the same amount of crack everyday. I sold everything I had, stole from people/family, begged people for money, until eventually I was walking the streets and living on them. I would try detox/rehab about twelve other times, every time I left the next day.
So a few years later my mom (who never gave up on me/loved me through this all she just couldn't take me living with her and stealing) suggested I go on Methadone. I remember the first day I went. I was dopesick in the morning Ii said my goodbyes to Heroin the night before but of course I still wanted more before I went on Methadone but I couldn't get more money). I went to the clinic, did intake which really didn't take that long. I got my Methadone that day, threw up on the way home. The next day I went up 5mg's and still threw up on the way home. The next day and the next day up 5mg's each day but still a little sick. I finally got to a stable dose of 150mgs. Let me tell you first, Methadone saved my life. While on it I was able to live at home, have a job, keep my friends, and best of all not be sick. So I stayed on Methadone for about 3 years. This year I started decreasing my dose and while it wasn't easy and I got nauseas a lot I got myself down to 30mgs and stayed on that for a few months. This week I made my switch back to Suboxone.
On Tuesday I took my last dose of Methadone. Tuesday through Wednesday I was okay, but Wednesday night I started having withdrawals and couldn't sleep. I know that Methadone is supposed to hold most people for about two days, but it just goes through my system faster so I got sick earlier than most people. However that first night was not bad. Thursday was my doctors appointment to get my Suboxone but I was told not to take it until at LEAST the next night because it would put me into precipitated withdrawal due to the long half-life of Methadone. That night was so bad I couldn't take it. My legs and arms were so uncomfortable and I was chilled and sweaty but I knew I wasn't even close to being at severe withdrawal. I was at mild at most. And mild withdrawal from Methadone is a awful. I couldn't take it anymore so I took a piece of Suboxone under my tongue, figuring that if I went into bad precipitated withdrawal I would just push myself through it. But nothing happened. I didn't feel better or worse so I took a 2mg tablet. Nothing. I took another and layed down and fell asleep and felt so much better. The fact that my legs and arms keep me from being able to sleep while in withdrawal is the worst thing for me. If I can't sleep then forget it I would rather just off myself. Anyway I didn't and I think I took my first Suboxone after about 62hrs. after my last Methadone dose so while it was longer than the minimum wait after Methadone (48hrs), it wasn't as long as I was told to wait (72hrs). That would have just been impossible for me to do. I took it about in between Thursday night and Friday morning. So it has been a few days and I feel good but my arms and legs still hurt a little bit but I don't really want to up my dose so I'm hoping it'll just correct itself. I also feel out of it, not high at all I just feel weird. I also have some insomnia and I wake up very early after very little sleep. I am on 8mg's a day.
Thanks for listening everyone.

I must add also... as a child I have always wanted to do drugs. I always felt like this was my calling like I was an addict even before I tried any drugs. Anyone else have that kind of mindset your whole life?