Lost Ego. Sorry it took so long.
Since you ask. This is hard stuff to sum up, but I'll do it roughly. For starters I'm diagnosed with ADHD and for all my life had trouble focusing my energy where I wanted it. Never been able to keep a job. (Still can't) Mostly I have wondered off into more intense feelings and actions for a fast rush, be it drugs or whatever. The last few years I have mainly done booze and benzo in order to get my head out of the darker and darker mood my mind wanted to go. And then, maybe 2 years ago, the "
bad obsessive thoughts" struck. For weeks I felt like a freak, trying to figure out what other people "really" thought about me and the rest of the world. Would not call it schizofrenia, nor psychosis. But for sure, the days when I was the worst, Id say it would border on severe paranoia and OCD and PTSD.
Today, I am clean since 4 months. Never since 14 yoa have I been clean for more than 2 months. And I am learning to breath, and I'm learning to recognize what kind of mood and what kind of thoughts and what kind of circumstances awaken the obsessive stuff. And even though I've been through a 6 month long black hole due to ecstasy use (10 years ago), severe panic attacks, suicide attempts, self harm, benzo addiction and psychotic episodes; today I can say that
as long as I'm eating right, sleeping right, breathing and remind myself to get my priorities straight, I can stay friends with my mind.
Which is something I haven't been my whole life. Only as long as I could feed it the drugs it demanded.
Even though the bad and obsessive thinking is still there from time to time, today I can trace their roots to a period where I was living under fear of loosing a very close friend of mine, summin that put me under extreme stress where my mind responded with this strange reaction. Cause that all it is, I really believe this. All our fuckedupness are just reactions to fucked up things we've experienced. Unfortunately, some of us have gone through stuff that are so bad we never recover. But in most cases we are just not handed the right tools to recover.
Because of this realisation and because I know what I need and don't need I can choose whether or not I want to fear this. And if I choose face it, to befriend it, its potency dies.
Its an awesome feeling. But it takes time to find enough love and self respect in order to face the dark stuff with honesty and love.
There is loads more to it than this. But really its very simple. Just that I was so fucked up it took me some 17 years to find
And for what its worth, Id advice you to kick the drugs and work from there. (Although I'm aware no BL post never would have convinced me to quit while I was using 8) )