Cladge
Greenlighter
I have been reading posts on here this year and many have been a great source of help and inspiration to me!
I wanted to come on and just tell someone my story in the hope that it may help somebody else as others have helped me.
I have recently 'stumbled' from a 7 year period of being clean from heroin addiction (which spanned about 6 years)
At the age of 18 I started dabbling with chasing the dragon and became addicted. I cut myself off from all family and friends and was living in a crappy bedsit. After selling all my meaningful possessions I funded all my drug use through stealing and state benefits. I had hit rock bottom (or so I thought)
I got on an out-treatment programme but at this point was only abusing it by either selling the methadone or using on top. Things were coming to a head as I was getting in touble with the law but avoiding prison at this point by the skin of my teeth.
I decided to move 100's of miles away to a town called blackpool to get away from the life and make a go of getting clean. Big mistake! first attempt at doing my cluck and within 24 hours I had walked into the town centre and scored .. Simples! My addiction spiralled out of control and I was now shooting my gear and became homeless too.
At my lowest ebb I lay beat up in an underground toilet (were I was sleeping) surrounded by my own vomit, Not nice.
I got myself on another programme and this time I really wanted to sort myself out. My initial maintenance dosage was 70ml methadone daily and I stayed in blackpool for just a few more months and stayed clean and already reducing my dosage by a little. Anyway without going into anymore unneeded detail I got a job back in the midlands (live-in assistant pub manager) but away from my home town and over a period of about 18 months I reduced my dosage to 5ml daily and then jumped off, All while holding down my job which is something I am always proud of.
Fast forward 7 years .. I Have a house, car and partner with our two beautiful children just beginning school and nursery. This is now back in my home town and after my prolonged absence I have fixed family relations and never mixed with the old elements.
My new problem started earlier this year when I became able to source some heroin from abroad by unconventional means (thats all i will say) some may know what I mean some might not. But obviously i am talking personal amounts and I dont know why I did it after all these years but decided I would have a 'one off' (chasing the dragon)
Well obviously I do not need to tell you that it did not work out that way and I got myself in a little trouble again. Using this site though I discovered Poppy pods and after spilling the beans to the missus I stablized myself using poppy pod tea. I have discovered that I am simply and totally mentally addicted to heroin and cannot go near it. The poppy pods are a different kettle of fish as although I had become physically dependant I do not have the same cravings and uncontrollable usage patterns that overtake me when it comes to heroin.
This has been a god send and it is thanks to some of you people on here that I discovered them. It is not to say that I recommend them as I do not TO ANYONE but I have been able to taper down and jump off after three months daily usage.
This is day 5-6 and I am feeling sooo much better although sleep still eludes and shivers persist. I take that a million times over at this point because I could barely move for 48 hours once acute withdrawal began on Monday morning.
Thanks again Bluelight and if anyone wants any advice from me if they are facing a similar situation then I am more than willing to try and help
I wanted to come on and just tell someone my story in the hope that it may help somebody else as others have helped me.
I have recently 'stumbled' from a 7 year period of being clean from heroin addiction (which spanned about 6 years)
At the age of 18 I started dabbling with chasing the dragon and became addicted. I cut myself off from all family and friends and was living in a crappy bedsit. After selling all my meaningful possessions I funded all my drug use through stealing and state benefits. I had hit rock bottom (or so I thought)
I got on an out-treatment programme but at this point was only abusing it by either selling the methadone or using on top. Things were coming to a head as I was getting in touble with the law but avoiding prison at this point by the skin of my teeth.
I decided to move 100's of miles away to a town called blackpool to get away from the life and make a go of getting clean. Big mistake! first attempt at doing my cluck and within 24 hours I had walked into the town centre and scored .. Simples! My addiction spiralled out of control and I was now shooting my gear and became homeless too.
At my lowest ebb I lay beat up in an underground toilet (were I was sleeping) surrounded by my own vomit, Not nice.
I got myself on another programme and this time I really wanted to sort myself out. My initial maintenance dosage was 70ml methadone daily and I stayed in blackpool for just a few more months and stayed clean and already reducing my dosage by a little. Anyway without going into anymore unneeded detail I got a job back in the midlands (live-in assistant pub manager) but away from my home town and over a period of about 18 months I reduced my dosage to 5ml daily and then jumped off, All while holding down my job which is something I am always proud of.
Fast forward 7 years .. I Have a house, car and partner with our two beautiful children just beginning school and nursery. This is now back in my home town and after my prolonged absence I have fixed family relations and never mixed with the old elements.
My new problem started earlier this year when I became able to source some heroin from abroad by unconventional means (thats all i will say) some may know what I mean some might not. But obviously i am talking personal amounts and I dont know why I did it after all these years but decided I would have a 'one off' (chasing the dragon)
Well obviously I do not need to tell you that it did not work out that way and I got myself in a little trouble again. Using this site though I discovered Poppy pods and after spilling the beans to the missus I stablized myself using poppy pod tea. I have discovered that I am simply and totally mentally addicted to heroin and cannot go near it. The poppy pods are a different kettle of fish as although I had become physically dependant I do not have the same cravings and uncontrollable usage patterns that overtake me when it comes to heroin.
This has been a god send and it is thanks to some of you people on here that I discovered them. It is not to say that I recommend them as I do not TO ANYONE but I have been able to taper down and jump off after three months daily usage.
This is day 5-6 and I am feeling sooo much better although sleep still eludes and shivers persist. I take that a million times over at this point because I could barely move for 48 hours once acute withdrawal began on Monday morning.
Thanks again Bluelight and if anyone wants any advice from me if they are facing a similar situation then I am more than willing to try and help
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