bennyZA
Bluelighter
I made a year sober last week... It was a proud moment for everyone else, but if you've read my posts before, you'd know that I wasn't really diggin sobriety. That being said, I joined some local groups that helped me, but only socially.
So, without a permanent group of friends to support me, or a group of people in general that I consider "trustworthy" or people that "love me," I relapsed. After a year without opiates, and just as important, alcohol. Life still sucked. I had joined a Buddhist Zen group that was really helping but I have yet to really open up and to really trust anyone.
I had a really bad day, very sad on all accounts so today I said fuck it... I decided to cop some dope. Thankfully I had no cash on me and I never did... thank god. However, I did relapse in another way. I ended up substituting alcohol for the dope. I ended up drinking. Not much, a few beers, but still... I wanted the pain of the sober loner to go away.
Drinking wasn't enough, and now what I'm about to say is the hardest thing to admit, and no one knows about, especially since it is non usually associated with men. I was jonesin for some sort of high. I saw a nice, big, serrated knife... and, well, I cut myself, deep. Really deep. Sick thing is I was laughing the whole time I was patching it up, I felt great. Instantly I felt relieved and happy. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME. I went a year sober on my two DOC's and now not only did I relapse on one, but I'm determined to cop the other... when I couldn't... I did the closest thing possible. This is all after I thought I found some peace at the Buddhist Temple, and even more disconcerting, I'm supposed to live at the temple for two weeks, three weeks from now, as a dedicated student.
I need some advice, some serious advice. Why did I go from good, to great for a moment, to back where I was before... right back. This is a major relapse on all levels, right before I'm supposed to change my life. WTF.
HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH A RELAPSE OF SUCH MAGNITUDE. (I just want to remind people that I've been essentially blacklisted from NA/AA, so going there isn't really an option). So much fucked up shit got piled on to me in the last few days and I can't help but think about how much I want to be in la-la-land. Heroin was unattainable so I cut myself, WTF! and who knows... when I get some cash soon I might end up copping... FUCK ME. FUCK ME. WTF.
So, without a permanent group of friends to support me, or a group of people in general that I consider "trustworthy" or people that "love me," I relapsed. After a year without opiates, and just as important, alcohol. Life still sucked. I had joined a Buddhist Zen group that was really helping but I have yet to really open up and to really trust anyone.
I had a really bad day, very sad on all accounts so today I said fuck it... I decided to cop some dope. Thankfully I had no cash on me and I never did... thank god. However, I did relapse in another way. I ended up substituting alcohol for the dope. I ended up drinking. Not much, a few beers, but still... I wanted the pain of the sober loner to go away.
Drinking wasn't enough, and now what I'm about to say is the hardest thing to admit, and no one knows about, especially since it is non usually associated with men. I was jonesin for some sort of high. I saw a nice, big, serrated knife... and, well, I cut myself, deep. Really deep. Sick thing is I was laughing the whole time I was patching it up, I felt great. Instantly I felt relieved and happy. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME. I went a year sober on my two DOC's and now not only did I relapse on one, but I'm determined to cop the other... when I couldn't... I did the closest thing possible. This is all after I thought I found some peace at the Buddhist Temple, and even more disconcerting, I'm supposed to live at the temple for two weeks, three weeks from now, as a dedicated student.
I need some advice, some serious advice. Why did I go from good, to great for a moment, to back where I was before... right back. This is a major relapse on all levels, right before I'm supposed to change my life. WTF.
HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH A RELAPSE OF SUCH MAGNITUDE. (I just want to remind people that I've been essentially blacklisted from NA/AA, so going there isn't really an option). So much fucked up shit got piled on to me in the last few days and I can't help but think about how much I want to be in la-la-land. Heroin was unattainable so I cut myself, WTF! and who knows... when I get some cash soon I might end up copping... FUCK ME. FUCK ME. WTF.

