I want to take this oppurtunity to post how incredibly discouraged I have become lately. My goal this summer was to get a stranglehold on this addiction and looking back now all I can see is a large number of relapses and failed attempts. A part of me thinks intellectually about the problem and overanalyzes the problem in my mind. It tells me to quit, that there is something more to life than animalistic behavior, but the other part of me feels like it's not even me, as if my body is acting out and I'm not in control, my thoughts tell me to stop but my body proceeds. I still see a glimmer of hope, but it's hard to see. The truth is that in a way I feel like I'm truly frightened by recovery, I have felt such a shame, such a depression throughout my teenage years, (I am now 20) that I have become accustomed to this depression, this shame. It's all I know really. Tonight, in a way, I feel hopeful, but seeing as I have not been able to accomplish a week or even two in over a year or two, it's discouraging and frightening, but I am not sure how much longer of this I can take, this emptiness, this depression, this shame, this failure. I feel like I live a very lonely life, and I wonder how if stopping P and MB would actually create any major differences in my life. I live in a tiny town where all my friends have moved away and I used to have a lot of them, not one of them is here now, but I've been taking the bus to a nearby city which takes 45 minutes to get to one way and I have been trying to be more outgoing and been hanging out with friends more, but even with people I feel this loneliness, this emptiness, inside of me. What kills me the most is that I am an artist, and this addiction has stolen that from me, one of the things that I value the most in the world. I feel like I cannot concentrate on any of my work, that I eventually go to the computer when all that time could be used to make something instead of wasted on P. If anyone read this, I am extremely greatful and appreciative. Lastly, I am curious about the problem that is hardest to overcome in my addiction and that is sleeping. During the night is when my shame takes place. I try to avoid it but I have an incredibly hard time falling sleep, as of lately it's been even harder. I lay in bed up to 3-4 hours and I feel like I have so much anxiety and stress that I eventually cave in because I want some rest and sense of peace. My sleeping schedule is off track right now and has been for a month and I have not been able to get it on the right track and it's hard because I end up not tired at night, I have tried staying up for longer than 24 hours and attempting to sleep at a reasonable time but it seems like succeeding is almost like a rarity with me without MB and P. When I do fall asleep I wake up 3-4 times in the night, and it's hard for me to fall back asleep every time, it becomes very stressful and difficult, I feel like I am going insane sometimes. Any tips, or feedback is greatly appreciated. Thank you for taking the time, if you have gotten this far.
































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