(Stay tuned, this is a happy story that IS about healthy living)
So, first post. Long time lurker (who cares, I know).... addicted to drugs for a long time, I just didn't know it.
Anyway, I got started by my "cousin" throwing me a couple vicodin. It turned into more vicodin. That turned into an insane number of vicodins. That turned into this beautiful little thing my cousin called "15's".....oh the beauty. This is about two years ago when they were cheap(er). I could get the feeling from less pills? Deal. Then I found the beautiful little blues. The sweet little wretched terrible little blues. Now all of my disposable income goes to crap. Whatever is available. I've done things like Crystal less than time times, but more and more I'm hoping the offer comes up just so I can get through another day.
I have a great little family, a GORGEOUS fiance. A great job, a sweet car, I work out all the time. I'm also full of shit. I lie every single day. My fiance has no idea. None. She thinks I might make bad choices every now and then; especially when my cousin is around.....but she has no idea the extent. She has no idea the things I could've provided our family if my pay had gone toward the things we stay up talking about. We could've fulfilled so many of our dreams long ago. I will tell her someday. Some day.
I've managed to always pay the rent because I have people that depend on me. I pay my car payment. Late....but I pay it. My girl has no clue I'm late on all my credit cards. I lie my way through life....a week at a time. I live paycheck to paycheck when I make enough to not have to.
I'm tired of the regrets. My cousin has seen the worst of times since this little charade began, I've been able to just barely stay "normal" so nobody knows my secret. There are probably a handful of times where I've quit, just to get that call from my cousin when I felt like I needed it the most. I'd make the excuse that it's his fault. It's mine. It's all my fault and it's up to me to change it.
Now, at rock bottom, my cousin is headed to rehab. I have no connections myself. He says he's erased all his numbers and leaves in a couple of days. I couldn't get anything if I wanted it.
PERFECT.
THANK GOODNESS.
I needed this event so bad. My cousin, who I promised I'd never become? He's done. He's done and I'm not? No way. I can't let that happen. I can't be where he is. I eat healthy. I train martial arts regularly. Now I get to have my hard earned income for more than five minutes. That's the goal.
How?
I have advantages that others might not have. I have a healthy-eating fiance who makes me do the same. I have my workout regimen. I LIVE IN FREAKING HAWAII. How have I even let myself get to this point? They grab ahold of you. You know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, I'm looking for support. I'm looking for tips, help, quotes from previous members who have kicked this nasty lifestyle, information on diet changes made during recovery. I have no delusions as to the difficulty I'm going to face, but I've seen this forum offer some awesome support. I've kicked it for a couple weeks at a time over the past couple years. I just need to do it again.....I need to do it this one last time.
SPAMUSUBI
So, first post. Long time lurker (who cares, I know).... addicted to drugs for a long time, I just didn't know it.
Anyway, I got started by my "cousin" throwing me a couple vicodin. It turned into more vicodin. That turned into an insane number of vicodins. That turned into this beautiful little thing my cousin called "15's".....oh the beauty. This is about two years ago when they were cheap(er). I could get the feeling from less pills? Deal. Then I found the beautiful little blues. The sweet little wretched terrible little blues. Now all of my disposable income goes to crap. Whatever is available. I've done things like Crystal less than time times, but more and more I'm hoping the offer comes up just so I can get through another day.
I have a great little family, a GORGEOUS fiance. A great job, a sweet car, I work out all the time. I'm also full of shit. I lie every single day. My fiance has no idea. None. She thinks I might make bad choices every now and then; especially when my cousin is around.....but she has no idea the extent. She has no idea the things I could've provided our family if my pay had gone toward the things we stay up talking about. We could've fulfilled so many of our dreams long ago. I will tell her someday. Some day.
I've managed to always pay the rent because I have people that depend on me. I pay my car payment. Late....but I pay it. My girl has no clue I'm late on all my credit cards. I lie my way through life....a week at a time. I live paycheck to paycheck when I make enough to not have to.
I'm tired of the regrets. My cousin has seen the worst of times since this little charade began, I've been able to just barely stay "normal" so nobody knows my secret. There are probably a handful of times where I've quit, just to get that call from my cousin when I felt like I needed it the most. I'd make the excuse that it's his fault. It's mine. It's all my fault and it's up to me to change it.
Now, at rock bottom, my cousin is headed to rehab. I have no connections myself. He says he's erased all his numbers and leaves in a couple of days. I couldn't get anything if I wanted it.
PERFECT.
THANK GOODNESS.
I needed this event so bad. My cousin, who I promised I'd never become? He's done. He's done and I'm not? No way. I can't let that happen. I can't be where he is. I eat healthy. I train martial arts regularly. Now I get to have my hard earned income for more than five minutes. That's the goal.
How?
I have advantages that others might not have. I have a healthy-eating fiance who makes me do the same. I have my workout regimen. I LIVE IN FREAKING HAWAII. How have I even let myself get to this point? They grab ahold of you. You know what I'm talking about.
Anyway, I'm looking for support. I'm looking for tips, help, quotes from previous members who have kicked this nasty lifestyle, information on diet changes made during recovery. I have no delusions as to the difficulty I'm going to face, but I've seen this forum offer some awesome support. I've kicked it for a couple weeks at a time over the past couple years. I just need to do it again.....I need to do it this one last time.
SPAMUSUBI
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