no recovery
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no recovery
There is no recovery, nor help, nor anything anyone can do for you, nor you for anyone, unless one is willing to receive it.
I made the decision to return to using, just a little bit. Which of course quickly escalated into the pursuit of my drug of choice. So I drove the 60 miles to get it. I'd not been up there in four years.
A stranger answered the door. I asked if my friend was there. No he wasn't. My friend died. He was mixing painkillers and alcohol, along with other drugs, in the end his liver failed him. He was 45.
I made the decision to return to using, just a little bit. Which of course quickly escalated into the pursuit of my drug of choice. So I drove the 60 miles to get it. I'd not been up there in four years.
A stranger answered the door. I asked if my friend was there. No he wasn't. My friend died. He was mixing painkillers and alcohol, along with other drugs, in the end his liver failed him. He was 45.
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This is hard. Because he was my supplier, and no-one knows I was messing around with using again, there's no-one I can talk to about this. It's just another secret. I'm drowning in secrets. I don't know what comes next. Relentless indeed.
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The main symptom of my disease of alcoholism is the fact that there is no "little bit". I will be sober or drunk (dead).
I had to surrender to the program of Alcoholics Anonymous to acquire sobriety... to overcome drunkenness and death.
I wish you the best.
Bob R
I had to surrender to the program of Alcoholics Anonymous to acquire sobriety... to overcome drunkenness and death.
I wish you the best.
Bob R
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Each time I attempt to reach for help something stops me. Maybe it's just me not wanting help; that could be, and probably is. Or I think I'm asking for help but it isn't heard. Again, probably just not conveying myself strongly enough.
My friend did not ask for anyone's help. He died alone. Self-isolated and alone.
My friend did not ask for anyone's help. He died alone. Self-isolated and alone.
Asking for help isn't enough. We have to help ourselves. Do the work of recovery ourselves and be willing to experience life without the blanket of drugs.
Otherwise, what happens is that you follow your friend to the grave in a stupor of pills, booze, illness and vomit.
I spent a lot of time crying out for help and wondering why I wasn't getting any better and why no one was saving me. I realize now that I had to learn to swim on my own or I'd never get anywhere.
This is my life, if I'm not fully invested in it, why should anyone else be?
Otherwise, what happens is that you follow your friend to the grave in a stupor of pills, booze, illness and vomit.
I spent a lot of time crying out for help and wondering why I wasn't getting any better and why no one was saving me. I realize now that I had to learn to swim on my own or I'd never get anywhere.
This is my life, if I'm not fully invested in it, why should anyone else be?
Sorry about your comrade. I think when I started the journey to recovery, I was full of doubt and fear, I lacked faith and was really a shell running on empty.
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