starting my suboxone detox. Follow my journey

[Ub3r]

Hey, you doing good? I'm exactly 2 months, 3 weeks off of 8mg cold turkey (after being prescribed for 1 and a half years - same dosage). Remember, you WILL get through this. It takes patience and hard work, but you WILL accomplish this (you're already on day 15, great job!). Don't read the "horror" stories of suboxone withdrawal on the internet, everyone is different and it's all mindset. It seems like you have the correct mindset. Not to discourage you, but you will have cravings, and PAWS. Search up on the internet on how to deal with these things, they'll help a lot. An impulse (craving) lasts only 7 seconds by the way, if you can beat that then you're gravy.

Honestly, these have been the toughest 2 months of my life (after quitting the 8mg/day 1 and half yr addiction CT), but at around the 2 1/2 month point, I started to feel completely normal. It's now 2 months, 3 weeks in and I feel worlds better. Always remember, and remind yourself that it WILL get better. Good diet will help tremendously. Protein shakes/bars are recommended, as amino-acids help you recover faster. Also, drink a lot of water, I mean a lot! Get a TON of electrolytes, NO caffeine at all, hot showers/baths help a ton... Working out, even when you don't want to (and I know it's really hard to while withdrawing) - will help you recover super quick. Remember to get a B-vitamin complex, omega 3's (krill oil is best, but fish oil is good too), at least 100mg-300mg of vitamin C a day (as it helps remove the suboxone from your body quicker, thus helping you recover faster), and take a multi-vitamin with a full glass of water every day.

I know your appetite is probably gone, if so, try to get these drinks called "boost". They have a lot of stuff you need to recover quickly, and are easy to drink without an appetite. If you do have an appetite, avoid red meats (as these cause inflammation problems)...

All of this makes a huge, huge difference in what you'll be feeling like for the next couple of months. Also, occupy your mind with positive things, try to attend NA meetings around your area, and keep checking in on this thread. We are here for you! We will always be here for you, good luck for the remainder of your withdrawals!

 

[SinisterMC]

Start of day 17. As I sit here realizing the days are running together so fast its as if there beginning to just be a blure. I'm starting to notice that my WD are becoming less for me, but more about who I was. When I started my abuse it wasn't to hid anything emotionaly or deal with life that has been overwhelming with anger or pain. But in the past years, I lost part of me, I lost my freedom, my emotional connection with the ones that keep me grounded when I needed it most. Making promises with little intent on coming through with results. I can't go back to make any changes on the wrongs I've done, nor would I, those memories serve as a constant reminder of how I can let my demonds get the better of me. I can only go fourth with a belief that I will continue grow from my experiences, and once again learn how to be a better husband and person for everyone around me.

Many of us tell ourselves with a daily assurance how we can control what's going on inside of us. But soon to realize the following day, that's just an exaggeration of the hope that we all once held onto tightly. Through the opiates our grip on ourselves have slowly loosened to the point where we're just holding onto a thread of fear not Hope, a fear of going into withdrawals a fear of giving up a part of our lifes that has seeped in over time so slowly that we actually believe its who we are and we just contuine to walk that same path out of fear.

It takes time, but I know we all can get through this. Days will feel like weeks, nights will feel like hell. That's just the way it has to be. Some of the most joyest parts of life comes from enduring the most pain we've ever edured. (Ask any mother. But this joy we felt from opiates were just a cloud of deception, a few hours each day we sit back, enjoy a comfortable nod. Until we notice those few hours each day turned into years of second guessing our mistakes.

Its wasn't too late for me, I made my choices, I fought my battles. I know the same could be done by anyone else that takes the time to come on this site, seeking guidence , awansers. We might not have all the awnsers your looking for, but we all can give you the guidance you need, you just have to ask.

Sinister,

 

[SinisterMC]

Today, 22nd of January. Its cold, wet and just damn miserable. As some say, that's just the northwest, but what brings a smile to this tired face, "we're going to the Superbowl". But within minutes that joy begins to fade. Everyday I struggle with my undeclared devotion to maintain my sobriety as if I'm choosing between the things that bring me love and things that I actually love. The worst part of that last line is that I'm unsure of witch is witch. Even with help from my Dr perscribing me Ambien, I've still yet to get s full nights festfull sleep. I walk around all day with thoughts of how much more can I take without breaking under fractious stress? I sit at my desk at the end of each day, filling out paperwork, looking up to see a picture of my beautiful wife from our wedding day. With such distane of myself I look back to the previous days and tell myself I need to continue. Self louthing has never been an asset that I've used in life prior. But at the moment it seems its the only thing I have to use. I can't talk with anyone about the feelings I'm expressing, just not in my nature, but the typing of a keyboard doesn't have any judgment, no empathy, no doubt, it just accepts what you give it. Nothing is worth doing if doing is worth nothing. And this is worth every thing I got. Sorry for such somber entries, I just need to vent and get out what's on my mind.