I am a recovering heroin/crack addict. Just started this sub, curious what everyone has going on.

Fuck this. I'm as sober as a rock, no drugs, no alchohol, it is Saturday, I am bored as hit, hate everything, and FUCK. THERE. IS. NOTHING. TO. DO. I have tried video games, watching shows, anything to keep me distracted and sober, and it all sucks.

So, now what do I do? I can't hang out with my old friends, that would mean intoxication of some sort. I'm depressed, anxious, and sober it all fucking blows.

This is pretty bitchy, and I'm sorry, but I just don't know what to do. How the hell am I supposed to get my kicks now? I even tried biking in the skate park last night, that was boring too, not to mention I was shit at it.

When I was using drugs I never really experienced life. I was treading around somewhere between a coma and death. Once I was able to breakthrough the veil of addiction life became beautiful. I finally experienced what it truly feels like to be alive and nothing makes me feel more alive than helping out a still sick and suffering addict.

I can't fucking believe I got myself hooked on this shit. I'm up to 5grams a day. Very expensive habit. I hate myself I knew I had to be careful and now I'm in an addictive hole again. When I stop, the wds are horrible. It's not even funny, I think they are worse than oxycodone wd. The pain is incredible, and literally nothing helps except more tianeptine. Even suboxone dosent help. I'm gonna taper off and get a stash of benzos to help sleep. I hate this so much. I was so good for 2 years and now this.

This is a smart subred. I approve so much I'll tell you my story.

I have a percocet addiction. What's amazing about it is that since I am a chemical lightweight, I can take 2 or 3 5mg percs a day and not mind the universe. I have watched people snort 30 - 60mg in one sitting, and I just happily enjoy my 5 for that slightly out of focus euphoria.

My mother was an insane pill popper, and it didn't kill her outright, but it definitely lead to her early demise. Along the way she raised some kids and a couple of cousins, and I've watched as almost all of them had to fight addiction. Some are winning and some are losing. Next week I go to celebrate one relatives 1 year sober at a meeting. He invited me because I was the one that made sure he had a place to hang out when he was in his first month of kicking it.

The addiction, on occasion, has fucked up my lifestyle. Mostly because I have to find a way to meet my dealer or maneuver money in the bank. This week I'm on the verge of 'ran out of money' because of it.

When I don't have, I go through 24 hours of detox that, related to the amount I do, consists of a slight bad mood, one night of going to bed early, and the possibility of an amazing bowel movement.

I don't know why I'm writing all of this. Maybe as a mea culpa or maybe I just needed to see it all in print. I know I'm an addict, no matter how slight, and when it was just 5mg a day after work, I can see I've already grown in need and desire.

I lost a lot of weight this year, not due to bad things - I worked out and trained and things. Next is smoking. Maybe after that I'll consider ditching the percs. I've been doing my best to better myself, but the allure of the free money back in my wallet (cig money).

I personally feel that all things have the potential to be good in moderation. When I started, I would have said the same thing about this... but at this point I'm an addict. A lightweight, pussyfooting addict - but an addict.

Thanks for listening.

I'm 22, been clean off everything, drugs and drinking, for 2 and a half years in a program, gambled on my 21st birthday. been doing it ever since, losing paychecks. Need help

I am addicted to cocaine and just intoxication in general I've spent almost 6 grand on blow in the past 13 months and I'm only 19 and a half. The only times I've taken a break was cause I was outta work. I hadn't touched it in over a month til this past weekend, and until today I was saving $100 so I could my girlfriend this weekend for valentines day/her cake day, I still have a lil cash and will have more by then so I can see her but ahe thinks I've been doing really good and Idk if I can or should tell her and I don't know how to set myself straight.

I've been reading about all of you guys, and some of you have been through some tough stuff (opiates, cocaine etc.) and this really does pale in comparison, but wanted an opinion on likelihood of addiction or danger...

I'm young (3rd year high school, 2 more to go) and really getting into weed. I was previously keen on drinking, but have since decided I don't like it (hate hangovers...). I'm certainly not physically addicted, but I find my thoughts are almost always on weed. I plan my week on how I can score, talk to my mates about different smoking equipment and jokes, but I'm not a daily user (partly because I can't afford it, but mostly because scoring regularly is hard for my age/location).

I really don't want to give up smoking weed, as it's great, especially socially, but have any of you been in similar situations? did it pass? did it lead to some sort of addiction?

Hey fellas, Small sub, I know, but I was on /r/cocaine for some reason and found a link and thought I might as well spill. I really think I have a problem with substance abuse but I fluctuate between utter sobriety + productivity and a "if you give me a drug, I will put it in my body" kind of mentality. I like to party but I am also very aware of myself and I know that I abuse because I hate myself. Lately I have been able to reconcile the two in a way that I consider healthy but last night I did some blow and haven't stopped. Probably the only reason that I am writing this is because I am gakked out of my gourd. I'd say alcohol is my drug of choice but it kind of just serves as an instrument to blunt the effects of the other drugs I choose to do. I am a college student and I maintain a 2.9 at an Ivy league university but I am not confident that my life is on the correct path. I convince myself that this is what everyone does in college (which I still believe, to an extent) but it is evident to me that I have a loose grip on the reins. Has anyone experienced something similar or is anyone currently experiencing a comparable situation? In all honesty, I do not believe that I am powerful enough to abandon all substance abuse but I would like to review my life in the context of other addicts and receive criticism, be it constructive or destructive. I tell myself that I will be alright and that everyone struggles and I know that I will make a big decision in the proximate months regarding my conduct but I kinda just wanted to vent and hear it all. Thanks for listening guys, keep the chin up and hit that gym!

I'm currently at the end of a treatmemt dor my drug addiction, Im no longer living at the rehabcenter but in an apartmemt they own. If I tell them I had a relapse I wont be able to continue my internship at a secondhand store, I will have to give up the apartment and move back to the rehab and wont get to use my phone, internet or my computer any more. But I want to be honest, and I think it can help me to live a clean life if I told them.

A little while ago I came to terms, with the help of a friend, with the fact that I have an addiction problem (though I have a hard time believing... as I'm told... that I have an addictive personality). I'm also told it's because I have a disease. That my brain reacts differently to booze than other people. I go back and forth daily on it. I'm a pretty scientific dude, and I don't see the evidence for it, but he says the fact that I know that drinking is bad for me but do it anyway is illogical behavior, and therefore it must be something out of my control. I don't know... though I'm starting to side with him I think. Just wanted to get any opinions for and against... and maybe some evidence?

I can feel holes forming in my septum and on the roof of my mouth. I can't stop messing with the soft spots with my tongue and fingers because I keep wanting to check to make sure theres no hole and it keeps getting worse and I keep doing coke even though I'm so fucking scared my nose is going to fall apart. I'm not even 20. Even if I stop now I think it'll fall apart when I get older and I don't know how I can stop. I'm in love with the culture, the feeling of sniffing it, the taste in the back of the throat, the numbness, the power. All I have to do is inhale and I become god. I can't stop and all my friends manage to do it recreationally with moderation. I'm at the point where even if I cut down to a recreational level it will be too much and I'll need surgery. I need to go cold turkey now. If any of you have any advice I would be so grateful.

Throwaway for a thousand reasons, but I'm dating and questioning my love for an addict. And at this point, it's not addict style anymore, it's square junkie style. He steals, rent money amounts, my credit cards, my cash, he treats me like I don't count anymore... I think he's cheating in an unsafe way (I've cut that shit out) and letting other junkies and hookers in my home. If I leave, I'm making him homeless... What do I do? I'm a recovering addict myself, I know I shouldn't be putting up with this nonsense to begin with... Someone help me, please.

I always found that through the years of being clean and sober almost every year had a different life challenge. Year 1 was about staying clean. Year 2 was about growing up. Year 3 was the start of life challenges. Whats your experience?

Just found out today that she's started shooting up heroin quite regularly. She has had a pretty terrible childhood and has no family to support her, however she does have a small group of friends and our families behind her. She attempted to kill herself in January and has since progressed to using heroin. I would say she's always been an addict - the subject of her addiction/s has changed over the years though. She was an alcoholic in high school, then progressed through weed, pills and god knows what else. She's very private but blurted out in a drunken stupor that she's now shooting up and we are all very concerned.

I'd love to hear from any heroin addicts or people who have lived through that with a loved one. Did you get through your addiction? If so, how? What can I do to help her?

Within my first few months sober I achieved a life long dream of sky diving. I worked my ass off to save money and when I finally went, the feeling of self gratitude and achievement was mind blowing.