I hope this thread is in the appropriate place, the title is broad but I'm hoping others can relate to my situation and provide some support.
To make a long story short, I have been clean for about 6 months now after doing a 4 month rehab program, and things have been going pretty well in my life I guess you could say. Well my friend that I met in the rehab decided to quit his job and needed a place to stay for a bit while he prepares to move back home where his family is (he had come to the rehab from out of state and was working there).
So the other night we invited a couple friends we had met in the program as well that live in the area. Unfortunately, one of them had relapsed hard and brought a variety of drugs to my place. The friend that is staying with me decided to shoot some heroin...for the first time in 12 months. I wasn't paying attention to much then I look up and his face is blue, eyes closed, not responding. I will cut out the crazy details, but basically he overdosed by a LOT, and the paramedics told me I saved his life.
At first, I was just glad he lived and I was a bit proud that I was able to to something like that in a moment of panic due to the fact I was sober, but then reality set in. I used to see a doc for bad anxiety issues but have been off all meds for over 6 months. Watching my friend almost die and having to deal with all of the drama that night is overload for me. For some people I'm sure they have been through this with friends but this is the first time anything like it has happened to me and to be honest it scared the living shit out of me. I have horrible anxiety over the situation and it has been replaying in my mind for the past several days. When I lay in bed at night the memory replays of me noticing my friend looking dead in his chair and the events that followed that night.
I have horrible flashbacks and it is just haunting me. Have any of you ever gone through something like this? (Obviously I could imagine anyone who grieves a loss of a loved one to have these feelings, but I'm gearing more towards those of you that have had to witness/be part of an OD like this). It is tearing me apart and I need a way to deal with this without having to see a doctor, because I fear that I would just get hooked on a benzo and make things worse.
Thanks ahead of time to those that read and respond, I appreciate it.
To make a long story short, I have been clean for about 6 months now after doing a 4 month rehab program, and things have been going pretty well in my life I guess you could say. Well my friend that I met in the rehab decided to quit his job and needed a place to stay for a bit while he prepares to move back home where his family is (he had come to the rehab from out of state and was working there).
So the other night we invited a couple friends we had met in the program as well that live in the area. Unfortunately, one of them had relapsed hard and brought a variety of drugs to my place. The friend that is staying with me decided to shoot some heroin...for the first time in 12 months. I wasn't paying attention to much then I look up and his face is blue, eyes closed, not responding. I will cut out the crazy details, but basically he overdosed by a LOT, and the paramedics told me I saved his life.
At first, I was just glad he lived and I was a bit proud that I was able to to something like that in a moment of panic due to the fact I was sober, but then reality set in. I used to see a doc for bad anxiety issues but have been off all meds for over 6 months. Watching my friend almost die and having to deal with all of the drama that night is overload for me. For some people I'm sure they have been through this with friends but this is the first time anything like it has happened to me and to be honest it scared the living shit out of me. I have horrible anxiety over the situation and it has been replaying in my mind for the past several days. When I lay in bed at night the memory replays of me noticing my friend looking dead in his chair and the events that followed that night.
I have horrible flashbacks and it is just haunting me. Have any of you ever gone through something like this? (Obviously I could imagine anyone who grieves a loss of a loved one to have these feelings, but I'm gearing more towards those of you that have had to witness/be part of an OD like this). It is tearing me apart and I need a way to deal with this without having to see a doctor, because I fear that I would just get hooked on a benzo and make things worse.
Thanks ahead of time to those that read and respond, I appreciate it.

