I relate to a lot of this. I had a lot of fun using. I knew it was wrong, and when people asked "do you want to stop?" my answer was always "I want to want to stop." because i had no desire to stop then - I just knew I shouldn't.
I'd remember all the fun times of using, and conveniently forget about all the misery of it. But as I used more and more, the fun times became few and far between, and the misery took over - always sick, waking up every hour because I needed more (the more you use, the more you need to become high/drunk ect), incapable of forming complete sentences, loss of ability to swallow. At some point, I don't know when, but that NA line really came true: I lived to use (when I first started and it was all fun) but then began to use to live (to prevent the withdrawl, and misery and 'remain functional').
I think that's the line between a recreational user and a drug addict - recreational users never reach that second half of using to live, they just stop. The addict can't stop, and just escalates.
I was told by a recovering addict that I could avoid that second half of using to live, reaching and living in that bottom - but it is a choice that only I could make. I sadly chose to ignore that advise, but you appear to be at that place where you have to make that decision. The bad thing is only you, on all the drugs, with all the irrational thoughts, can make it -- no one else can.
My advise is what worked for me. continue to seek God, surround yourself with godly friends who know your struggles and can help, surround yourself with recovering addicts who can relate to how you feel, talk your thoughts of using before you use out with someone, and fake it till you make it (even if you don't want to stop right then, pretend like you do and take actions like you really want to stop --- I mean we're addicts if there is one thing were good at it's faking it).
I'd remember all the fun times of using, and conveniently forget about all the misery of it. But as I used more and more, the fun times became few and far between, and the misery took over - always sick, waking up every hour because I needed more (the more you use, the more you need to become high/drunk ect), incapable of forming complete sentences, loss of ability to swallow. At some point, I don't know when, but that NA line really came true: I lived to use (when I first started and it was all fun) but then began to use to live (to prevent the withdrawl, and misery and 'remain functional').
I think that's the line between a recreational user and a drug addict - recreational users never reach that second half of using to live, they just stop. The addict can't stop, and just escalates.
I was told by a recovering addict that I could avoid that second half of using to live, reaching and living in that bottom - but it is a choice that only I could make. I sadly chose to ignore that advise, but you appear to be at that place where you have to make that decision. The bad thing is only you, on all the drugs, with all the irrational thoughts, can make it -- no one else can.
My advise is what worked for me. continue to seek God, surround yourself with godly friends who know your struggles and can help, surround yourself with recovering addicts who can relate to how you feel, talk your thoughts of using before you use out with someone, and fake it till you make it (even if you don't want to stop right then, pretend like you do and take actions like you really want to stop --- I mean we're addicts if there is one thing were good at it's faking it).
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