flannery oh
Greenlighter
If you would have told me just a year ago that I'd be in this position now, I'd laugh. I can't believe I have turned into this person. I hate myself.
I have a full time job. I have a loving family. I had a boyfriend that I adored. My SO was addicted to the pills also. Before I knew him, he was addicted to heroin but had been sober at the time we met. We dated for 2.5 years before he introduced the pills to me. We both knew it was getting bad so we tapered then took advantage of my step dad's beach house to detox. It was over Christmas break, so I was away from my family for the first time in 29 years. We did wonderfully until we hit some terrible weather on the drive home. In the course of 20 minutes, the person I thought was in this fight with me abandoned me mentally. I get that we both need to do what's right for us, but he's my best friend and I don't think I can do this alone. He left town immediately when we returned to go visit his dad and brother-to get "more clean time under his belt." He told me he still loved me and that he's here for me, but that's a lie. I have never felt so alone. I feel empty. I can't stop crying.
I have been clean for the past 12 days but everyday is a literal battle. I went from snorting at least 60 mg of oxy a day to nothing whatsoever. I try not to think about the pills, but they dance through my brain. Like a roach, the thoughts won't die. I know I am doing the best thing for myself, but what I have been through in the past few months make living miserable. I don't think I can ever forgive myself. I don't want to have this on my mind nonstop. I am so alone and I need to talk to someone. I have access to the pills, but I know it'd be idiotic to go back. I keep arguing with the voice in my head; calculating how much money I would have left until payday. This is a nightmare. None of my other friends understand. I try to talk with them.
I am trying to give A his space while he visits his family, but him being gone makes me want them even more.
I feel like a monster.
I have a full time job. I have a loving family. I had a boyfriend that I adored. My SO was addicted to the pills also. Before I knew him, he was addicted to heroin but had been sober at the time we met. We dated for 2.5 years before he introduced the pills to me. We both knew it was getting bad so we tapered then took advantage of my step dad's beach house to detox. It was over Christmas break, so I was away from my family for the first time in 29 years. We did wonderfully until we hit some terrible weather on the drive home. In the course of 20 minutes, the person I thought was in this fight with me abandoned me mentally. I get that we both need to do what's right for us, but he's my best friend and I don't think I can do this alone. He left town immediately when we returned to go visit his dad and brother-to get "more clean time under his belt." He told me he still loved me and that he's here for me, but that's a lie. I have never felt so alone. I feel empty. I can't stop crying.
I have been clean for the past 12 days but everyday is a literal battle. I went from snorting at least 60 mg of oxy a day to nothing whatsoever. I try not to think about the pills, but they dance through my brain. Like a roach, the thoughts won't die. I know I am doing the best thing for myself, but what I have been through in the past few months make living miserable. I don't think I can ever forgive myself. I don't want to have this on my mind nonstop. I am so alone and I need to talk to someone. I have access to the pills, but I know it'd be idiotic to go back. I keep arguing with the voice in my head; calculating how much money I would have left until payday. This is a nightmare. None of my other friends understand. I try to talk with them.
I am trying to give A his space while he visits his family, but him being gone makes me want them even more.
I feel like a monster.