So I've been dealing with heroin addiction for about 2 years now, give or take. And it's been such a draining and depressing period in my life. I've been doing my best to stay sober but after everything that has happened and all the bullshit and stupid shit I've done, I can't help but feel some days like I'm worthless and I don't deserve life. And no im not suicidal by any means. Its been complicated these past 4 months, I ended up moving away from my hometown to a new city. My parents ended up staging an intervention and put me in a rehab down in mexico. It was an awful experience but I grew so much in there. But now I'm in this new town without the most important people in my life. The ones who motivate me, give me strength and give me a reason to be sober. My spouse and my daughter. I've been here with my dad for about a month now and I relapsed after being clean for 3 months. Now I'm trying to get clean again. And I know I can do it but I just need my best friend...my partner and my little munchkin. I used for a little less than a month and then I said I couldn't keep my addiction up again and I decided to quit. So I kept looking for subs until I found some. I took a sub last week Sunday and was good until thursday, thats about 5 days without using heroin. Which I feel is awesome, given the fact that I only used one sub. But then the cravings and the thought of having the needle register, seeing how the blood pulled up and mixed into the syringe with the heroin kept jabbing at me. And I used again. I got another sub and I took it today in the morning. I really want to stay clean and be the man I need to be for my beautiful ladies but it's just so hard for me without their support and love at my disposal, without their actual physical presence. Fuck my life, I just wish I would have never felt the fake bliss and warmth of heroin's embrace, of opiates for that matter. It's difficult to talk to somebody who hasn't been an addict, im very blunt and I know people who haven't been addicted won't understand the struggle and difficulties that come along with dealing with this mental disease/disorder. And I know I've got support from my girl, she's amazing but I just don't want to keep bringing my addiction to her and keep hurting her. She's not going to understand like a fellow addict will, no matter how much she tries. Aside from the fact that she thinks I've been clean ever since I left the rehab. I hate my fucking life.
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