It's been a little while since I've used any drugs other than the ones I'm prescribed.
But today I had a day with no commitments and no one was going to be home with me but my dogs.
So I decided to pick up a bundle of dope and some crack. Not too much but nowhere near enough, as anyone who has ever been addicted to drugs may know...
I've been smoking the crack all day and sniffing the dope. I've got to go to the supermarket with my girlfriend to buy the food we need for Thanksgiving dinner. That's going to be a fucking trip. I don't want her to know I'm on drugs, especially crack, but it's going to be pretty fucking obvious.
It's going to be pretty terrible. I fucked up again. I'm so sorry, bubba bear, I really am. I've just been so depressed and anxious lately. This is obvious but I want to fucking fix it.
I don't really subscribe to the AA/NA thing of complete abstinence, because I've been somewhat successful on Suboxone but honestly maybe I need to reevaluate that.
I want to get the hell off of Suboxone and Klonopin but it's going to be so fucking hard. I think I am going to have to go in-patient for that because I've been on Klonopin for over 5 years, probably closer to 8 years. And I've been dependent on Suboxone for 3+ years. I'm on 8mg per day sublingual Suboxone.
It's going to be a bitch to get off of them both. I think I would get off Suboxone first and then work on getting off of Klonopin, because there's no way in hell I would subject myself to concurrent benzo and opioid withdrawal.
I need to get off of these medications.
I want to wake up in the morning and not need any pills or powders or whatever to get through my day. I want to feel natural endorphins again. I want to sleep naturally again and not be knocked out chemically.
There's a time and a place for drugs and chemicals, I truly believe that, but I've wasted over 10 years of my life on chemicals.
I know I need to do grief counseling to help me deal with the loss of my mother.
I also know I need to get off of Suboxone and Klonopin because they're like a ball and chain I drag around with me, making everything hazy and surreal.
But today I had a day with no commitments and no one was going to be home with me but my dogs.
So I decided to pick up a bundle of dope and some crack. Not too much but nowhere near enough, as anyone who has ever been addicted to drugs may know...
I've been smoking the crack all day and sniffing the dope. I've got to go to the supermarket with my girlfriend to buy the food we need for Thanksgiving dinner. That's going to be a fucking trip. I don't want her to know I'm on drugs, especially crack, but it's going to be pretty fucking obvious.
It's going to be pretty terrible. I fucked up again. I'm so sorry, bubba bear, I really am. I've just been so depressed and anxious lately. This is obvious but I want to fucking fix it.
I don't really subscribe to the AA/NA thing of complete abstinence, because I've been somewhat successful on Suboxone but honestly maybe I need to reevaluate that.
I want to get the hell off of Suboxone and Klonopin but it's going to be so fucking hard. I think I am going to have to go in-patient for that because I've been on Klonopin for over 5 years, probably closer to 8 years. And I've been dependent on Suboxone for 3+ years. I'm on 8mg per day sublingual Suboxone.
It's going to be a bitch to get off of them both. I think I would get off Suboxone first and then work on getting off of Klonopin, because there's no way in hell I would subject myself to concurrent benzo and opioid withdrawal.
I need to get off of these medications.
I want to wake up in the morning and not need any pills or powders or whatever to get through my day. I want to feel natural endorphins again. I want to sleep naturally again and not be knocked out chemically.
There's a time and a place for drugs and chemicals, I truly believe that, but I've wasted over 10 years of my life on chemicals.
I know I need to do grief counseling to help me deal with the loss of my mother.
I also know I need to get off of Suboxone and Klonopin because they're like a ball and chain I drag around with me, making everything hazy and surreal.
