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Avisg,I hope I did this right.LOL All the best....Kim
Its now been 2 and a half years since I smoked and a year and a half since I have used .I take it one day at a time everyday .
BUMP
avis just incase the person that contacted you is reading this, i wanted to let them know that we do not get many questions dealing with staying clean
thats why its not talked about
99% of threads deal with opiate detox, and we have to answer them, i would love to see more questions dealing with staying clean,and using recovery tools, no one ask
it gets so repetitive answering the same questions, but thats part of being a member i guess
i hear people say all the time, you talk about the same stuff everyday, well thats because we are asked the same stuff everyday!!!
right now i am carring to much anger, i think i need to post about it
Although I have had a couple relapses since then, they were short lived and I am almost 5 months clean again. At first I would not believed anyone that I could have been happy again and take back my life and improve myself. What helps me the most to stay clean is talking to other addicts, reading success stories and reaching out for support when I need it on here. Looking back now i don't understand how I let myself go that far down, but since those days life looks different now, it has colour and hope. I now accept I am powerless to cocaine, but I have become a strong man through all this and today I wake up knowing how lucky I really am.
Although some dont agree this site is recovery care, it`s the ONLY thing that has worked for me. I learned more about myself and reasons I used by opening up to close friends and posting on here. I learned tools to stay clean, I learned how different drugs affect the brain and most of all I learned that I am not alone. This is my recovery care and i thank all of you from the bottom of my heart, I would not be clean today without these posts:) Keep fighting the good fight everyone, time will heal our wounds so take back what is rightfully yours.
I drank socially and smoked pot maybe twice, I didn't like how it made me feel. It wasn't until I was 24 that I had my first pill. I had a major toothache and my then Fiance (David) went and got me two 5mg percocets from a buddy of his, also while getting himself a couple for no reason. He had done them before so knew what to expect. I remember being petrified because I didn't like things that made me not coherent and I didn't know what to expect. Within a half hr I could feel the effects of the perc and I loved it. My toothache almost went away completely but the feeling I got was like nothing I had ever experienced. We both stayed up all night watching tv and we just loved how the pills made us feel. THat was it right there, that one toothache, that one pill, that one night changed my life forever.
We started to get percs on the weekends. We would get like 6 pills and take 2 on Fri each, 2 on sat each and 2 on sunday each and this was enough. Then it got to be like 10 on the weekends, then before I knew it, we were getting pills on the weekdays after work. I remember when I first realized I was in w.d if I didn't have the pills, David would say to me that he was w.d'ing if he didn't have the pills and I thought he was crazy. I didn't want to believe I could be addicted. Granted, I was waking up and so tired and didn't want to get out of bed unless I had pills to do it, I still didn't put two and two together. I started to get worst as time went on. We both realized we were going through w.d if we had no pills, so in the beginning of each week we would get enough pills to last us the entire week, which turned out to be about 20 pills a day, EACH. We were then introduced to Oxy Contin by our neighbor. He was David's "Friend". We thought we were catching a break with the price and mgs differences, but being introduced to Oxy Contin was the beginning of the end for us.
We were married in Oct of 05, it was a beautiful wedding that I couldn't even have dreamt of and we were both high during it. I had only taken what I needed to so I wouldn't be in w.d, but David did not, he took way too much and I later found out he was also taking xanax as well and he literally dipped out at the alter while we said our vows. It was hard to explain to family and friends why he did that. My best friends father, who rode on the trolley to the wedding with David, had to wake David up more then 3 times because he kept dipping out in the trolley ride over. It was mortifying.
To sum up my rather long story, what started out at one 5mg perc, eventually turned into 12 oxy contin 80mg pills a day, EACH. David bought houses and sold them after rehabbing them completely, so that is how we managed to afford our rather large habit. We had our home completely paid off, deed and all and had to re-fi so we could have more drug money. We became isolated and non-social. We both lost all our friends. We never went to family functions and lied to everyone about why. We were broke all of the time. In July of 06, David and I went to his family's vacation home and I woke up on Saturday July 8th to the screams of my sister in law telling me she could not wake my husband up and that he wasn't breathing. I instantly knew what happened and I was no where near him to possibly know, I just could feel it. I got up, literally flew down 3 flights of stairs and saw him there, cold and blue, my worst fear had come true, he had overdosed. I did everything I could to revive him and nothing worked. We called the paramedics and he had already been dead for 45 mins before we found him.
That was the most horrific thing I had ever been through, I knew I had to stop. I had to tell everyone at the moment what I thought happened because I wanted them to be able to save him, but it was too late. He had combined too much Oxy and xanax.
The next month was pure hell. We had both never w.d for more then a few days at a time, and I had to detox from almost 960mgs of Oxy Contin a day, all while attending his funeral and being with is family. It was indescribable to say the least. About a month and a half later, I relapsed and just didn't care. I took my addiction to new heights and got myself to about 15 80's a day, some days I took near 20 and a couple days, I took 20 in one day. '
The recovery! I found this website in July of 07, I finally knew I had had enough and looked into getting help. I was so scared and so lost I had no clue what to do. If it were not for this site, I wouldn't have even tried to get myself help, but the people here were so motivating and understanding. It felt like a god send. I went to a buprenorphine dr and got myself the bup shots and did that for 3 days and then detoxed the rest until I was completely clean. It worked for me and I remained clean for almost 3 months. I ran into my dealer and again, relapsed. I was devastated, but realized I wasn't looking into aftercare. I wanted to get clean and that was it, I didn't care about the help I would need to stay clean. Many, many addicts mistake getting clean for being the hardest part, but it isn't. Yes, it ***** and its not fun, but once you have really gotten yourself clean you will see that the w.d is the easiest part, its staying clean that's the real test. My second go around, I looked into meetings and also started to see an addiction counselor. THat changed my life. I realized that its a life long battle. I can't go near pain pills, even though I don't even like percocets, I know if I took one right now, I would fall right back down that hole. It took me so long to get out of it. I was in such a fog. I stopped paying my bills completely and was in danger of losing my home. I now have it up for sale because its so behind in mortgage payments. I almost let those pills ruin me completely. I let them take my husband and still couldn't stop. I think everyone needs to hit a rock bottom before they want to stop. I think there is a huge difference in trying to stop and actually wanting to stop.
All of our stories are different and personal, but somewhere along the line they all match up. Each and every one of us fell powerless to our DOC. Hopefully, any new members that come here and read our stories can get out before it gets really bad. I wish I would have known what I do now. I wish I could have stopped myself and my husband before I lost him.
Reading stories of those who get beyond six months are invaluable to me to help me understand what to expect. I'm looking forward to my first 90 days hoping for more energy but I realize for me it may take longer....
This forum has changed my life and I thank all of you for sharing.
Take care everyone...
stef
I finally said forget that and tapered for 3 weeks, quit, started exercising and dieting. The exercise was extremely painful the first 6 months but how do you eat an elephant (one bite at a time). Anyhoo...dropped 30 lbs, picked up some lean muscle mass again and can honestly say that I'm actually lifting stronger now than in my 20s...
I'll be hitting 15 months clean time soon (a milestone) and be looking forward to my 18 month and eventually 2 years. I read that 2 years, everything should be pretty much back to normal...w/e that is :-).
This forum has really helped me stay clean...thx to all of you 4 sharing.
Guy
Be honest and post, post post. That is what helped me get through the days and months that followed. I read up on addiction and learned as much as I could. You now have the Health Pages here to use as a place to get valuable information about your addiction and your recovery. The 3 part series on PAWS helped me so much. It put things into perspective. Knowing what could happen helped me when it did happen.
Another good piece of advice is to not expect to be well and free of your addiction quickly. You didn't get addicted overnight, nor will you get free overnight.Also know this, once addicted, you may never be able to take those things again. Most certainly, they can rule your life if you use them again.
I had been through detox, medically. Been to rehab for 30 days. I can't say I wasnt warned or uneducated about any of it, because I was. I just thought I had all the answers. WRONG!!! So, I made a PROFOUND change in my life. I woke up and said "I'm done". I sucked up any pride I had left and called my family and begged them to come get me. Yes, begged them. And of course there were conditoins on them letting me back into their lives. I agreed to whatever they wanted I was hungry and tired. That was Sept 5th, 2008 and here it is April 1st, 2009.. 207 days ago.
I suggest reading up on drug addiction and acquiring any and all knowledge that you can about our disease. I suggest going to meetings AA, NA, CA respectively. I suggest posting here regulary. I suggest finding God in everyday circumstances. But most of all "BELIEVE IN YOURSELF". Surround yourself with family and friends (sober and clean). Take it one day at a time and do it just for today.
Self, family, friends, medhelp.com, knowledge of your addiction, meetings, church. That does it for me.
Peace in your life always,
carrie
This is how I say clean ,ONE DAY AT A TIME and NEVER ALONE, my disease of addiciton tells me I am alone,it twists my thoughts and feelings one thing I can guarantee you is Thoughts and Feelings won't kill you but dope will!! All the best
of greatness. december 07 had a pee test at the docs...whoops they found vikes in there and cut me off....i was miserable...but i still had connections and still could have my hubbys...so that went on for almost 3 months....tried to quit in march of 08 but just couldn t do it...kept on buying and buying and numbing myself to death....2006 was when it really got out of hand...lost my dog of 16 years, having problems with the kids, my mom got cancer...everything went wrong so i just kept numbing out to forget. from march 08 till july..i kept abusing horribly 10 a day....sometimes 12 on a bad day... i would count and count and count everyday. i got sick and tired of being sick and tired. i was spending way too much on these XXXX things that did nothing anymore so after a big 4th of july showdown i said i quit tomorrow and that s what i did. i took 2 weeks off..told my husband..he was great...and just did it. i was sick...the first 5 days were miserable but as each day passed i couldn t believe how real things seemed...things i took for granted...like the birds singing, the gentle breeze, the glorious sunsets, it all came back...and it was wonderful to wake up and not pop a pill to function. i also had lots of cash....why was i such a fool? how could i walk away from them years ago and then get caught up in them....still a mystery to me. but i know i am an addict. i know i can never ever take just 1. i have it on my cell emergency note...no narcotics. i beat the **** out of this addiction. i won the battle...and anyone can. never has anything took over my life like opiates. if i only hadn t been so stupid....but the past is done. i just passed 9 months sobriety and i am proud of me. proud to move forward and face lifes ups and downs head on...no coverup anymore. med help is my recovery. i try to get on daily when i can. i didn t realize so many people were like me. i pray daily, try to eat right, take the vitamins, walk when i can and try to help others the best i can. i still work the bar...still see my connections...it s not easy but i don t ever want to go through that again. i can be in control of my own life now...
anyone reading this struggling with opiate addiction..please stop now...you can do it. if i can anyone can...ending this with a tear in my eye...
cheers to all who have beaten their addictions...be it pills, coke, pot, cigs, whatever it is keep going...may God bless us all....maria
in time, my chemical friends began to become abusive acquaintances, and ultimately the demons that would drive me to the gates of death and insanity over and over for years. there were the rehabs, emergency rooms, and psych wards. there were the relationships, dreams, promises of hope, possessions, respect, opportunities, reputations and responsibilities that i gave away or burned to the ground. and finally all i had left was my broken will, and no desire except to be free of this body, this pain, this life.
i had been offered the solution for the first time in 1991, and it would be over 10 years later before i began to do the things that had been suggested to me the first time around. i went to meetings, got a sponsor, listened and learned, put my trust in god and began to change myself with his help through applying simple spiritual principles in my everyday life. the message never changed, i had to. i had to learn more painful lessons about relationships, success, failure, and complacency. they were painful because i picked up a few more times, as i tried to operate on my own self-centered will to do things my way, which was untested, instead of following the path that had i had been explicitly directed to. a path that had brought many before me through the storms and into the life that is intended for us all.
my last drink/drug was september 23, 2007. and god willing, if i can stay on this road and continue giving to others the directions to a faith and life, with meaning and purpose, i will be able to continue my journey to happy destiny---just for today.
4 years later, i just couldn't shake them. withdrawl was too tough.
being a funtional addict, it was a learned behavior.
so i figured i needed a whole new life to keep off for good. tappered for a month and moved pretty far away and alone. but it was not a struggle and i have not had any cravings. it is now 18 months later. new home, new job, new friends and best of all
new life. no counseling or rehab. of course this forum is great support and therapy.
i tell everyone new that i meet about my ordeal and warn them about how easy it is to get sucked into it. and my family and my children (who are all grown) have been very supportive and understanding. of course you have to be completely honest with them.
this christmas when i went back home to visit, a couple of my brothers accused me of moving closer to mexico to get drugs over the border. of course this was a low blow. but they just do not realize how hard it is. and that it took me to move away to do it. the weather here agrees with my back better and i do not have as much pain as i use to. there is almost no humidity here in phoenix and hah, it works!
A person's soft skill EQ can be an important part in the success of an organization. Organizations, particularly those dealing with customers face-to-face, are generally more successful if they train their staff to use these skills. Screening or training for personal habits or traits such as dependability and conscientiouness can yield significant return on investment for an organization.For this reason, soft skills are increasingly sought out by employers in addition to standard qualifications.
It has been suggested that in a number of professions soft skills are more important over the long term than technical skills. The legal profession is one example where the ability to deal with people effectively and politely can determine the professional success of a lawyer more than his or her mere technical skills.
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mukesh11
Weight Loss Diet - Weight Loss Diet
http://www.na.org The old lie that once an addict always an addict is dead.
WE DO RECOVER!
just an addict named Jerry
My name is amber. I have been clean now for almost 4 yrs. Its hard for me to talk about what I did unless its people im close to and wont judge me, but I believe you can't stop unless YOU really want to stop. Can't do it for anyone but your self or relapse happens. When I made the decision, I broke it way down, looked at what I was using and ask myself "Am I going to let a man made substance make my decisions for me? Am I so weak minded that I can't control what happens in my life. That this is it?" The answer was No. I am to stuborn for anything to make decision for me other than me. I stopped and that was it. Been done since. My kids father on the other hand wasnt so lucky. He couldnt stop. So he's been to jail and prison and still in trouble. I am a full time student, work, take care of my kids, have amazing friends support me along the way and just met the man of my dreams! Now when i think about what I have done, I could never go back to that life. The everyday same ole boring life of kids and work is great!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before I admitted my addiction, I thought addicts were weak and selfish people. Now I know they are me. We are intelligent, hard working, thoughtful, caring and loving people who have a problem. And addicts in recovery are strong. Stronger than anyone I've met. We all fight the fight every day. We learn from each other and grow from each other.
I won't lie. Those first two weeks of physical withdrawl were horrible. I would not wish them on my worst enemy. If you are in the heat of those physical withdrawls, be kind to yourself. Hot baths, motrin for the aches. Some form of physical exercise as soon as you can: swimming was great for me. And get help. Tell someone. Your spouse, girlfriend, boyfriend, sister, brother, mom, dog...someone. Tell us all here. AA, NA, PA. The beginning of my recovery, I felt alone, dirty, weak and ashamed. Now I feel strong, proud and alive...truly ALIVE. I will always admit I do not have control over drugs. Never will. But I have learned to stack the deck. I put all of my heart and soul into making sure I am doing everything I can to stay clean.
Do not give up. This battle is worth the fight.
look plain and simple you are the one in control of your life narcotics are the devils drug, my withdrawls lasted almost a full year till my body got back to normal, the hard withdrawls where the famous feeling like a dead fish flopping outside of the water, cold chills, shaking badly after i woke up, couldent or dident want to move at all, throwing up for no reason, peeeing out of my rear end, pure hell..and like i said take control of your life and just stop, the reason your body is doing the withdrawls is because its doing its best to get back to its "a" game. what helped me was my strong will to survive i did this to myself and now i had to clean myself....there is hope pray to god or whatever you believe in. you do not need depression meds you do not need more drugs, shut up sit down and survive. i am clean now for almost 2 years now i have no cravings i do not want that again....point blank if my arm gets shot off, just pass me the tequila and a couple of advil