He did it on his own for 6 months, I asked him how he did it, he said he had no idea. He just knew he didn't want to do drugs anymore. Than I suppose the monster got the best of him. Than he got sent to prison where he was clean for 2 years and said he didn't have a single 'craving' or want whatsoever so the Monster knew it wasn't available and was waiting... 3 months being home and the Monster strikes. Bam. Back to the drawing board we went. Figured time would be enough. He beat himself up so much over it. Thought he had a handle and it spit in his face.
My quitting was that way too... I just knew I didn't want to drink anymore. No reason to, it wasn't as awesome as what I had going on in my life. I chose life not booze. Than I relied on my signature through the tough times where I suppose it was my Monster saying "Your life sucks, you should go find a drink or a pill, just to detach from the miserable s*** you're going through" I just kept on with that signature below.