Swallowing my pride had to take place in my life too, thinking about how long it took after that to really quit. I'll never forget my late 20's and that 1 specific day when my dad called me at work and asked me to pass by when done later, he went down and sat next to me in the car and asked me "What's going on with you? You're not the same, do you need help?" and maybe it was the 1st time in years that i don't deny and look surprised but i replied: "I just need to leave here for a while" without getting into too much details with someone like my father, who knew nothing about drugs, really, all his knowledge was from newspapers or stories......during our 15 mns conversation, i remember well that i haven't scored that day before or during work, i had to drive a little and hide in a nearby garden an pee 3 different times while he's trying to find out what's up with me and the poor guy didn't really see it strange!! My sons and/or daughters will never gonna be able to hide drugs or their effects from me (I hope) Of course, dropped him home and headed to my dealer who was about a 20 mile away drive. Maybe it was the 1st time to cry in years, H made me just going, doing a job i wasn't really into, a good but very demanding one, then i started to needing more "battery" to be able to just finish my long shift! Man it was a disaster!
Anyways, that drive in the car just made me realize that "FUCK! I'm addicted and i'm stuck!!" By that time, i have been already doing all kinds of other drugs without a main DOC, before really almost sticking to H religiously, so i was enjoying them all but also had my life going and was in control, i even graduated with a major and a double minor during those happy times.
Well, of course after that specific day many attempts and failures followed but it was actually the 1st step taken towards acknowledging that i had a problem, which was my 1st with drugs since i was, as i said, always in control but slowly kept loosing my grip while facing H.
Looking back to this post and how i started writing it with nothing in mind but "swallow my pride" posted by Subdude above, and look where the story took us, i guess this is the magical power of writing and while i share these thoughts i do feel better afterward, not sure if it's the "letting it out" part or it's a link between those thoughts, the wording, the explaining part and my inner emotions? I just know for a fact that i do feel better after posting on here and glad we do have such a place where we're able to just share our experiences and learn from others.
My latest mind idea occupying me these days is if i should find a Sub doc here and tell him or her about my NY doc and about my recent experience with Clonadine, and how i'm not gonna be able to get more Subutex before another few weeks and see what they suggest! I know for a fact that the whole concept of quitting subs has to be emanating from me and only me since i'm the only one who knows myself that well and only me knows well what i have been through and not expecting any Dr. to tell me "uh, i think u'd be better off without Subs starting the next 12 days!!" So, i'm more likely looking for a doc to share my history and story with and see what he/she has to say and then evaluate and decide myself. Maybe if i stay Bupes-free for a few weeks and im relatively ok with Clonadine and/or any other light aide (Librium?! Mood stabilizer?! Ha!) i wouldn't want to go back to them and i simply just won't go pick those 40 pills left in the U.S! Hmm, will see. I think i will anyways since i'm remembering now, the freakin' witch doc of mine made me pay 50$ "for the reception" as he likes to call it, to fax that Prx from N.Y to Buffalo, so i can cross the borders and go pick it up. He was claiming that it's sketchy and that he's doing me a favor here, and some more bullshit, and of course the biggest piece of crap of of them all: Subutex IS the problem and if it was Suboxone, it wasn't going to be that big!! Well mo fo!! You're the one who 1st prescribed me Subutex because Suboxone does get me headaches and i had that last experience with them a few month ago and i'm very sure about that. What kind of Dr. would charge his patient AGAIN to keep him on his medication he 1st prescribed it over 6 months earlier! Forget about this now...hmmm.
It's impossible to know how much Subs i'm taking now, since this 1 tiny line i'm doing could be from 0.1 to 0.25 mg, and that's a big difference at those tiny doses, maybe dilute and have it ready in an intra-nasal dispenser.
Hope everyone is doing well and looking at the brighter side of life, always
Capt H, happy you're pain free, i think i did tell you about my own scare, and the 6 nails and the metal plate i had for 1 year and then removed. I'm also like you , never tried methadone. It's one of a very few known drugs that i haven't tried till now since i never had access to it and when i finally decided to quit, Subs were around (Thank God) even with exotic stuff like Deadly Nightshade, Ayahuasca, Parkinol and a lot of Rohypnol (Flunitrazepam) which i had access to for over 12 years, on my methadone-less list. I was just bragging a little here by the way, yes i was... i'm still proud of how i really LIVED my life to the fullest and experimented with a lot and i also learned a great deal about life. But... i'm one lucky S.O.B so don't do like me
