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My life feels so out of control at the moment
. I've never been great but was clean for 14 years while having kids. ( although have never been addiction free as I was a raging bulimic during that time as well as lots of other little addictions.)
I've been on Suboxone for a year now and also been tapering off the benzos, verrrryyyy slowly, it's been over a year and I'm down to a tiny 20mg of Valium a day which does nothing for me except hold the withdrawals at bay. I was on like 14mg of Xanax a day or a couple of hundred of Valium or equiv of loraz, or all there plus a stack of opiates, alcohol and pysxh drugs. Had three or four psych ward admissions last year plus a hellish detox stay.
I went straight from being a junkie not long kicked out of rehab to stilling everything cold turkey the day I found out I was pregnant with number one who is now 14.5....so I went straight from one lifestyle to that of being a single mum for a short while then married and we had four more kids, totalling 4. In that time I was a super fit personal trainer and gym instructor for ten years and now work 60 hours and 6 days a week as well as my five very well behaved and successful kids with their millions of sports and school commitments. I have no time to deal with my shite!! Plus the fact that I live in an 400 person one horse town hours from the city and therefore any decent support services.
My anxiety is out of control the last two week. I was so crippled by anxiety yesterday, sweating, shaking and even vomiting that I had to ring hubby to come home from his work to work for me
. I've lined up an employee for tomorrow just in case , so I'm losing money .
The public psych wards never want to take me even when I'm suucidal because even though I was put to the top of the opiate replacement program because of being high risk, the public hospitals see me as low risk as I have a non using husband, kids who are well looked after and just great, a business, house, 3 cars and lots of friends . They told me because I hadn't actually attempted suicide they wouldn't take me (even though daily I was on a cocktail of opiates, benzos, alcohol and psych drugs or whatever else I could get my hands on
. I had to scream and lose the plot for then to let me in
. I need to get son private health insurance so I can get in somehwhwre decent but there a year long waiting less.
I've been told all my life (starting with my own mother) that I don't deserve to have problems because I have had a 'good life.' So I feel so guilty for even feeling this way . My life is so blessed and from the outside we look like the picture perfect family but inside I'm a mess.
I have an atods counsellor who is good but I need proper therapy which is so hard to find out here. In particular dialectal behaviour therapy as I have borderline personality disorder. I have found a place three hours away so I'm going to talk to them today to see if I can work anything out. I only get Tuesdays off so it sucks that the travel will take my whole day off but I have to do something. This is the stuff you're supposed to deal with before you have a family and a business! I relapsed after I had our final child and I've been a mess ever snide but this week is just insane. I'm debillitated. Hubby is missing work as a domestic violence counsellor today AGAIN to look after me
I'm on Valium and have a big prob with benzos though I've been successfully tapering for so long. I need to take my whole weeks worth to get any relief and that just is not good because what do I do the rest of the week. Also on 32mg suboxone whuxj does have a slight anti depressant affect but I really don't want to be on it much longer. Also on pristiq which worked for a long time but now supposed to be weaning to start on zyban (bupropion) to quit smoking. I can't wait to start but it's so hard to get off the pristiq
. I've barely reduced it at all due to the way I'm feeling. The only other thing I'm on is a beta blocker which does help with acute anxiety .
I exercise, eat well, have great kids and support yet I still feel like absolute crap. Nothing is going to change without therapy, I just have to find time for myself to do more of it
. I can't NOT work to go anywhere like rehab although I would like to, we just cannot survive on one income and I can't just ik and leave my kids and hubby either . I'm contracted to run the local pool so I just have to be there.
In desperation I just ordered 90, 2mg Xanax.
(.
Thanks for reading my essay . I don't even know the point of writing it except to get it out I guess.
I've been on Suboxone for a year now and also been tapering off the benzos, verrrryyyy slowly, it's been over a year and I'm down to a tiny 20mg of Valium a day which does nothing for me except hold the withdrawals at bay. I was on like 14mg of Xanax a day or a couple of hundred of Valium or equiv of loraz, or all there plus a stack of opiates, alcohol and pysxh drugs. Had three or four psych ward admissions last year plus a hellish detox stay.
I went straight from being a junkie not long kicked out of rehab to stilling everything cold turkey the day I found out I was pregnant with number one who is now 14.5....so I went straight from one lifestyle to that of being a single mum for a short while then married and we had four more kids, totalling 4. In that time I was a super fit personal trainer and gym instructor for ten years and now work 60 hours and 6 days a week as well as my five very well behaved and successful kids with their millions of sports and school commitments. I have no time to deal with my shite!! Plus the fact that I live in an 400 person one horse town hours from the city and therefore any decent support services.
My anxiety is out of control the last two week. I was so crippled by anxiety yesterday, sweating, shaking and even vomiting that I had to ring hubby to come home from his work to work for me
The public psych wards never want to take me even when I'm suucidal because even though I was put to the top of the opiate replacement program because of being high risk, the public hospitals see me as low risk as I have a non using husband, kids who are well looked after and just great, a business, house, 3 cars and lots of friends . They told me because I hadn't actually attempted suicide they wouldn't take me (even though daily I was on a cocktail of opiates, benzos, alcohol and psych drugs or whatever else I could get my hands on
I've been told all my life (starting with my own mother) that I don't deserve to have problems because I have had a 'good life.' So I feel so guilty for even feeling this way . My life is so blessed and from the outside we look like the picture perfect family but inside I'm a mess.
I have an atods counsellor who is good but I need proper therapy which is so hard to find out here. In particular dialectal behaviour therapy as I have borderline personality disorder. I have found a place three hours away so I'm going to talk to them today to see if I can work anything out. I only get Tuesdays off so it sucks that the travel will take my whole day off but I have to do something. This is the stuff you're supposed to deal with before you have a family and a business! I relapsed after I had our final child and I've been a mess ever snide but this week is just insane. I'm debillitated. Hubby is missing work as a domestic violence counsellor today AGAIN to look after me
I'm on Valium and have a big prob with benzos though I've been successfully tapering for so long. I need to take my whole weeks worth to get any relief and that just is not good because what do I do the rest of the week. Also on 32mg suboxone whuxj does have a slight anti depressant affect but I really don't want to be on it much longer. Also on pristiq which worked for a long time but now supposed to be weaning to start on zyban (bupropion) to quit smoking. I can't wait to start but it's so hard to get off the pristiq
I exercise, eat well, have great kids and support yet I still feel like absolute crap. Nothing is going to change without therapy, I just have to find time for myself to do more of it
In desperation I just ordered 90, 2mg Xanax.
Thanks for reading my essay . I don't even know the point of writing it except to get it out I guess.
