I pray for no more shitty weeks for you. With this stuff it will ALWAYS be shitty. Keeping this devil away is so unmercifully hard without divine help.
I am only on day 3 without any opioids. Yet, I feel so much better already in the most important ways.
I have tried so hard for so long and could absolutely cry with joy and gratitude at finally having a few days away from this crap. I have spent over a year waking up every morning in fear and misery. Then I would use again and start all over. To finally not feel that way in the mornings and to not be trapped all day thinking about my next use is indescribably incredible. But, it has only been a few days and I know I cannot let myself be fooled again. The pull to go back is so strong. My brain keeps telling me that I feel ok and I can have just one. It’s true insanity that I crave this thing that has tortured me for so long.
I want out. The gratitude and joy that comes to me for just getting this far can only grow if I can keep my temptations tamed. It’s hard but I must do it.
I want you to do it too. I want everyone to escape this hell that is addiction. “First it’s fun. Then it’s not fun. Then it’s hell.” You were on the right path and helped inspire me. You can do this. I pray that I can too!
You can do it.

In 2014, I did ibogaine to try to treat 10 years of heavy addiction, and somehow, a week after my initial flood dose, a VERY eventful and wild, joyous, and difficult week, something clicked together in my subconscious mind, and the spell was broken. I was still feeling minor withdrawals, but suddenly the thought of taking "just one more" (and BOY do I understand that feeling) seemed like the insanity that it truly is. You wouldn't have been able to pay me to go back to opiates. My thought process suddenly became "yeah, okay, I feel kinda crappy right now, and it's hard to sleep, but I'm almost through it! Why in god's name would I ruin that??" It was truly a blessing.
I didn't look back for 5 years. Had the best 2 years of my adult life following that, started working out, eating well, got the healthiest I've ever been. Found a new relationship, started playing music again, totally transformed my life. I fully believed I would never do opiates again, people would offer them to me at festivals or whatever, and I would have absolutely no problem turning them down.
Unfortunately, in 2019, my dad was dying and my mom gave me some morphine in an almost empty bottle to throw away, and I just... took it. And the brain bug of the insanity of addiction was back. A couple of months later, I took some again. Then a couple of weeks later, again. And before I knew it, I was addicted again, and taking them every day. Now I'm on suboxone, and slowly tapering. I still can't believe some days that I actually am back here. But you can only move forward, and the words I gave you, "you can do it", are how I remind myself that I can, in fact, do it. It's about changing your mindset. The more you think about how insane the rationalization to yourself that "this time, I can just take it this once, I need a reward, one time won't cause me to slip back into addiction" is, the more you will find the willpower to suffer through a comparatively short period of time of feeling horrible, so that you can have the rest of your life (or even just a few years) of living your best life.
But trust me, I know fuill well how hard that is. Addiction, especially a long addiction, rewires our brains' reward system, and we find ourselves becoming our own worst enemy. But people can and do work through that, and you can, too.
