by slange2303 » Tue Nov 20, 2012 8:04 pm
Hey everyone, I just joined like ten minutes ago, I have only been sober and recovering for 6 months. My drug of choice was injecting heroin. Im so depressed, I see two counselors and my cravings have been so bad lately like I just keep breaking down and crying. I don't know what to do, I don't sleep, seriously im up for hours every single night. Im exhausted. A little of by background: my boyfriend and myself were going to go get some heroin, we got it, shot up before we left an about ten minutes later got pulled over. We went to jail they let us out on a pr bond and did the whole court thing, we were both first time offenders we both got off on probation. I was pregnant and was 5 months pregnant when I had a miscairage, one week to the day I stopped using is when I lost her, but the day I got outta jail I went to the er and the doc proscribed me methadone to help the baby so she wouldn't detox ( found out it was a girl the same day I found out I lost her) the er checked her heart beat and she was fine, after i had to have the D&E surgery the doctors told me her death was not because of me, they said i contracted a virus and she got it, and thatsI how sheI passedgot away. I still believe its my fault.ill never forgive myself. then my family moved me in with my aunt and uncle, I was living with my boyfriend. My family moved me out two days after being arrested. And I am court ordered to continue going to the methadone clinic. I hate it. But anyways I have a full time job I work at my uncles business he owns. I like It. Uhm I wanna start college next year I wanna be a counselor. But im so depressed I don't know what to do. I miss my daughter. I miss my boyfriend (found we were suppose to be marries this summer) there is so much more important info to my story, leave that alone for now. Im also currently working on getting my ged, which I take next month. I currently am living with my aunt and uncle and there three kids I live an hour away from where I work so me and my uncle commute each day. Sometimes I work 7so days a week. And me and my parents don't get along.
Hey everyone, I just joined like ten minutes ago, I have only been sober and recovering for 6 months. My drug of choice was injecting heroin. Im so depressed, I see two counselors and my cravings have been so bad lately like I just keep breaking down and crying. I don't know what to do, I don't sleep, seriously im up for hours every single night. Im exhausted. A little of by background: my boyfriend and myself were going to go get some heroin, we got it, shot up before we left an about ten minutes later got pulled over. We went to jail they let us out on a pr bond and did the whole court thing, we were both first time offenders we both got off on probation. I was pregnant and was 5 months pregnant when I had a miscairage, one week to the day I stopped using is when I lost her, but the day I got outta jail I went to the er and the doc proscribed me methadone to help the baby so she wouldn't detox ( found out it was a girl the same day I found out I lost her) the er checked her heart beat and she was fine, after i had to have the D&E surgery the doctors told me her death was not because of me, they said i contracted a virus and she got it, and thatsI how sheI passedgot away. I still believe its my fault.ill never forgive myself. then my family moved me in with my aunt and uncle, I was living with my boyfriend. My family moved me out two days after being arrested. And I am court ordered to continue going to the methadone clinic. I hate it. But anyways I have a full time job I work at my uncles business he owns. I like It. Uhm I wanna start college next year I wanna be a counselor. But im so depressed I don't know what to do. I miss my daughter. I miss my boyfriend (found we were suppose to be marries this summer) there is so much more important info to my story, leave that alone for now. Im also currently working on getting my ged, which I take next month. I currently am living with my aunt and uncle and there three kids I live an hour away from where I work so me and my uncle commute each day. Sometimes I work 7so days a week. And me and my parents don't get along.