Hi, I'm new and feel like I have been pushed to check into getting support. I have been clean for a good 2 years now, I feel better than I ever have, and don't hardly think about drugs unless they are in the songs I hear on the radio....like "Mr. Brownstone" by Guns & Roses. Which is why I listen to symphony music now.
3 years ago last February, I had had enough! So, I took the tax refund and my 6 kids and moved into my mom & step dads that lived 2 hours away from the town I had lived in for 14 years. We lived with them for 6 weeks (which was 2 weeks too many). I moved into an old farm house and allowed my husband to move in with us. I know I shouldn't have, He made promises that he couldn't keep. He didn't have the heart to just quit like I wanted. Within 6 months the kids and I were moving again and this time he would be out for good! Now he lives in a house back where I moved away from, with no water or electricity and no job.
The kids and I are doing just fine. I have worked at the same place since I got down here. For the first time, I am employed full time, with benefits & insurance. I don't really have any friends, just the people I work with, but we don't do anything outside the workplace. Making friends has never been my strong suit.
By the way, I didn't tell you, I am 39. I have 2 boys that are 18 & 17, and 4 girls that are 16, 13, 11, & 7. I also helped raise 3 of my step sons who are all in their mid twenties now.
I have been told repeatedly that a person cannot just quit using without a support group. So far I have. Once I completely cut off my ties to my old town, I don't know anyone who can get me anything and that's the way I want it! My temptation is knowing where it is. I'm not brave enough to walk up to someone I don't know. It makes me angry to be told that I can't do this by myself. When my cravings got strong last fall, I went to my physician who treats my depression & she gave me another med to help fight those cravings. Right now, I have felt great, until last wednesday at my daughters therapy meeting. They seemed to gang up on me and the thing that stuck with me the most is that I have FAILED TO GET HELP. Help that I'm not sure that I need at this time. I mean I've done it so how can they tell me that its not possible to do?
My family has issues, who's doesn't. Mine is just times six. I put my daughters into therapy to help them. Beth is 16, and was diagnosed with diabetes at age 14. I didn't go over well. She had a few overdoses, breakdowns, etc. We got her into a hospital in VA for 8 months and now she's been back home for 6 months. When she gor back, I got her all the mental health help I could get her. So now she has 3 therapists, a psychiatrist, an endocronologist and her regular physician. Mikki is 13 going on 21, I put her into therapy because I was so frustrated with her thoughts & ideas that I couldn't even talk to her. I knew we needed help to communicate or things would only get worse.
My family has improved alot over the last six months, and vastly improved since we moved into this house without my husband and all the negative influences and conflicts.
Tell me what you think, this seems to be eating at me.