13 EXTREMELY Odd Suicides
For 12 years, maybe 15 I have been doing suboxen because I became addicted to opioids. I have health issues and they told me all the time, (the dr’s )that my body could not handle detox that it would kill me. I died the day I did my first drug. I am tired of it, I don’t want to do this anymore.
I can’t keep dealing with the shame of being an addict. My husband has never even hit a joint! For real! He doesn’t understand at all but he is trying. I cut down to 2 mg months ago and for the past two day I have been doing one. It is not in my head, the lack of energy, the lack of motivation, I also have more pain than normal but I can think that away with the weather. I have to trick myself into not being affected by this. I need to know what it is like to feel normal, but with my Addison’s I won’t ever, so how normal can I get?
I need to sleep. I’m so tired. Igo through fazes of not sleeping and last night I woke up and could not go back to sleep and I need to sleep. I am supposed to get 10-12 hours with my illnesses. I have to break that now before it really starts or it will be so much harder .
My son, the pre Med one, he knows all about it and he just says, mom who cares, u r not an addict, I think you should just leave it alone. But, I still feel it. I want so bad to change. I need to not have soo many regrets and not wish I had done this and that. I will not be ever to just travel if I am still on this crap. I will accomplish one big thing in my life besides my kids, even if it is the only think I ever do.
Laws of attraction, God, Angels, the universe, which ever one you believe in, please help me. Please.
A Sacred Space Called Therapy
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The past two years of my life have been the best ever with a few exceptions, I am a creative person through to my soul. Decoration, is a passion, but this year it’s gone? I have a beautiful home, a loving amazing husband, so what’s wrong with me? I look at all my decorations and just don’t feel like putting them up. Yes,I am stressed, my house is always turned upside down with remodeling, I have half a kitchen, no doors on the cabinets or drawers but the rest is done. I have shoes and pillows piled up on shelves cause my dog won’t stop chewing them, although I know he does it to get attention, which I am not giving him? I don’t feel like Christmas. I don’t know were It is but, it is not here, not inside me. I had cut back two of my depression meds in the past 6 months, could that be it? I was put on Prozac at 18. I took 40 mil till I was about 30. Then they said,it’s not working anymore, I started cymbalta, I was on 60 for mental then on 30 for pain. I also take webutrin, was on 300, cut back to 150. But now, I don’t know what is wrong with me?