addiction
The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.
Beating Addiction
After Addiction Road to Happiness First off everyone is addicted to something or you wouldn't be alive. Weather you addicted to steal, drugs, gambling, women, this part is unimportant. All addiction is, is our routines negatively influenced by the people around us.
By Paul Crozb5 years ago in Psyche
Safehouse Wellness Guiding Alcohol and Drug Addicts Towards a New Beginning in Life
Mrs Narayan, who runs her own tourism company in Noida, admits that her job profile kept her away from her children for long periods. As there were few people to look after them, her elder daughter, now a post-grad student found herself in the clutches of alcohol and drug abuse at the end of her graduation. She remembers that her daughter hadn’t yet completed the 2nd year of her graduate course when she got into a bad company and became a regular consumer of alcohol and different kinds of drugs.
By Alisha Hill5 years ago in Psyche
The Mental War on Klonopin
If you are struggling with Klonopin and withdrawals from it, or you know someone that is, this is for you. The first day I met her she was sitting in her kitchen chair holding her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth. I remember her eyes being completely black and she looked scared and lost, like she was literally in Hell.
By DeVel Madrid5 years ago in Psyche
Raw & Uncut The Truth about Addiction
I am just going to jump in! I hate addiction but I recognize it, I know that it's a nasty mental health disease that is wiping out our current generation. The disease that has kids growing up without one or both parents, kids witnessing things they should never have to see, children torn from their homes, and parent burying their children and raking in their grandchildren. Addiction was something I felt so lucky to have escaped, or at least for awhile I thought I did. I was the one who didn't care to drink or go to house parties, but I loved smoking my weed and being home. Even at 17 and 18. As I got a little older I experimented with acid once, ecstasy a few times and when it was my clubing years I got into cocaine. All of which I could take or leave it and it didn't control my life. Year's go by and I'm diagnosed with some medical conditions that land me on and off pain meds for 10 years, I formed a dependence. Fortunately I escaped using heroin and anything more then a 10 mg percocet. It's been 5 years since my last one.
By Emily Organ5 years ago in Psyche
Some brains "have a harder time saying no to alcohol"
Did you promise yourself that the next time you went out you wouldn't drink, but you ended up 'accidentally' taking several shots of tequila? Did you plan to go for just one drink and end up staying at the bar until dawn? Yeah, who wouldn't?
By Fernanda Manuela Tomas Viegas5 years ago in Psyche
ADDICTION: ONE OF THE MOST JUDGED DISEASE
Not many people have a true understanding about addiction. Which is a shame because think of how many people could be helped if people just had a better understanding. First I am going to give you examples of myths that people have over drug addicts , that the addict has to deal with along with their addiction.
By Adriane Kirby5 years ago in Psyche
Gaining Freedom
I have struggled with alcohol throughout my life. From 2014 to 2016 I quit for 2 years and 4 days. I had a slip when I was on vacation, I wasn’t prepared for the circumstances and I chose to drink one night. I secretly drank after that slip, on and off for about 3 months. I then got back on the wagon and made it another 9 months sober, until I decided to quit smoking. When I quit smoking my anxiety was through the roof in the early days. I chose to use alcohol to combat that anxiety, I told myself ‘at least I’m not smoking’. I wasn’t smoking cigarettes but I was unleashing a demon I had thought I put to rest already.
By Adrienne K.6 years ago in Psyche
How I survived being a Crackhead.
Hey everyone. So it’s fair to say I’m pretty new here. But something kept pushing me mentally, to just finally share MY story. I’m sure you’ve probably read lots of war stories, overcoming drugs and other life changing turn arounds. My hope is for someone who truly needs a boost or a little faith, comes across and reads this article and it lights a spark in their brain. Where do I even start? I was a simple woman for the most part, however my childhood was always filled with some underlined trauma. I had 3 beautiful kids, (now 4), I had my own place to live, I worked 2 really great jobs. One as an engineer and the other as a Hotel resort operator. It was December of 2017. I thought it’d be a good idea to move the kids and I back into my mothers home (I was a single mother at the time). I figured, this could be nice, the family all back together again, more time with mom right? WRONG. I felt empty still. I had everything, So why would I feel this way? I was always upset and aggravated if I had to chase the kids around the house for baths and dinner time and I was feeling overworked with my 2 jobs. I wouldn’t know by the end of that December, I was making the biggest worst decision of my life. I decided to hang out with an “old friend” from high school. I can’t believe I worked so hard just to invite stagnant people from the past back into my life. I never really made the best of choices, but this one takes the cake. Long story short, the friend was a male and he started exposing me to all of these substances I’ve never done. I’ve always smoked pot, drank occasionally. But this was different. I knew better, but the rush kept bothering me. He would shoot and snort cocaine and heroin in front of me saying “don’t do it” but at the same time trying to get me to do it... like “don’t do it” unless you can “handle” it. Me, being the trauma filled gullible Moron that I was, I let this guy inject me with a needle filled with cocaine and heroin. First coke then dope. I also tried crack along with the other drugs. I’m sure you can guess The next 6 months. By March of 2018, I had lost everything. My children, my family, my mom, my jobs. All of it. I couldn’t believe it right before my eyes. All because of drugs, after March I was begging people for money and doing things I should’ve never done for it. June 2018 I reached out to a friend I’ve actually met through the drug addict who got me hooked. He seemed level headed. No drugs. So I begged him for help, until he finally did. He spent over $2600+ on me, trying to get me places to live, supporting me with food and clothing. Everything. I would run away every week to do drugs while he would always try to stop me. On September 11th 2018, it would be my last time smoking crack and using drugs. The friend who helped save my life showed me a movie called Super. About a drug addicted girl who gets saved by her boyfriend who does plenty of Heroic things in the movie. I got clean after watching it. No rehab. No 12 step programs. No Narcotics Anonymous. Till this day, I will be exactly 2 years clean on September 11th, 2020. I don’t have it all together quite yet, but I’m still beyond blessed and grateful to be alive today, and to be sharing my story with you all. I also now have a beautiful 6 month old son. Another addition to my family. There is hope. Much Love. ❤️
By Shyanne Cruz6 years ago in Psyche
Candid Confessional
If we’re being honest, I believe ninety percent of people have called in sick to work without actually being sick. Personally, I’ve perfected the “I’m sick” voice on the phone and have even learned to throw in the occasional fake cough. My fake reason for calling in sick has been the same on various occasions. The truth is I actually don’t feel well, however the feelings are self induced. For years I had a problem with drinking alcohol and I'd call in sick when I was hungover. This was never my reason for calling in sick until after I moved out of my parents house.
By Eloise Giesbrecht6 years ago in Psyche
