addiction
The realities of addition; the truth about living under, above and beyond the influence of drugs and alcohol.
You Can't Fix Someone Who Won't Fix Themselves
Over the years, I have seen this through the eyes of a little child and onward as an adult. I have watched individuals abuse alcohol, narcotics, and other types of drugs on an ongoing basis for weeks, months, and even years on end. It never stopped nor ended and the pattern of the individual(s) never changed. I always wondered was it the substance or substances that held them back from moving forward or was it them? Did they have an enabler behind them cheering them on or condoning what they were doing by providing them money for the substance or providing the substance themselves?
By Kathy Lester8 years ago in Psyche
Apps To Help You Cope With Addiction
Addiction is one of the most brutal diseases out there, and you often don't realize how deep you're in until you hit rock bottom. Realizing you have a problem is usually the time you realize you need help — and reach out for help.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart8 years ago in Psyche
Why I Took Adderall for My ADHD
I was homeless at 18, meaning I was still quite interested in drugs, due to my age and situation. Not "hard drugs" like opiates and narcotics, rather legal (controlled) prescription medications. I had smoked marijuana at the age of 15 during my sophomore year of high school. That being a young age for a boy living in a wealthy household. Of course I can only assume.
By Samuel Martin8 years ago in Psyche
A New Outlook on Life
My name is Rachel, and I'm a recovering addict. It took me a long time to be able to come to terms with the fact that I was actually an addict, that people didn't do heroin recreationally. I was incredibly offended the first time one of my dealers referred to me as an addict. Who the fuck did he think he was, calling ME an addict? Sure, I got dope sick if I didn't use every single day, but so did he, and he needed me to drive him around and do his bidding for him, so where did he think he was coming from?
By Rachel Arquette8 years ago in Psyche
My Journey Through Addiction
Addiction was a part of my life before I ever knew what it was. I had a rather large group of friends growing up. Some might even say we were the “popular” kids. Well, they were the popular kids, I somehow was welcomed into the clique. Per usual, one of the things that came along with that title were parties where experimental behavior was par for the teenage course. This “normal” started as early as 6th grade. Suffice it to say, the group I ran with was anything but “straight edge.”
By Reigny Teller8 years ago in Psyche
Dependent on the Dependency
When suffering with mental health and addiction, when do you say enough is enough? Is it when you have isolated yourself from the world. Is it when you can no longer manage a normal day alone with yourself? Or is it when you can no longer stop crying that you numb yourself with drugs to the point of being back to a healthy weight, or wait... being underweight now.
By Emily Buehner8 years ago in Psyche
Skills to Prevent Relapse
What is Dialectical Behavior Therapy? Dialectical behavior therapy, more commonly known as DBT, is a type of therapy that was originally created to help people with borderline personality disorder, a personality disturbance that is so difficult to work with that some mental health professionals actually consider it untreatable.
By Alice Minguez8 years ago in Psyche
Antipathy
As a child, I did not have the full capacity to understand how quickly life stumbles along. I can remember waking up early in the morning for school thinking it was going to be a long dreadful day and I genuinely believed that those eight hours in the day were going to be comparable to what eight hours felt like in the real world. Boy, was I in for a major wake-up call.
By Cody Wyatt8 years ago in Psyche
What Happens When the Opioid Epidemic Hits Home... Literally. Top Story - September 2017.
He was only 32 years old. It was a Sunday morning. I was working my second job, bartending at a local spot. If I hadn’t been working I’d have probably been there drinking regardless, enjoying a casual Sunday brunch with my friends. It was a slow day, most of the regulars probably out in the Hamptons or taking advantage of the perfect beach weather. I felt the buzz of my phone in my pocket, the all too familiar sensation. Just a couple short bursts, only a text message. I saw one of my roommate’s names pop up, Annie. A short, but athletic dancer in her late twenties. We had spent the last several days trying to solve a peculiar case of an odor that had infiltrated our cozy four-bedroom apartment. Our third roommate was in Spain with his boyfriend, and our fourth in Long Island with his family for the holiday weekend. Therefore it was up to us to discover the source of the invasive smell.
By Ricky Whitcomb8 years ago in Psyche
The Road to Recovery
I don't know if this road is a road less traveled, or a road walked on by many, but I do know that this road will take me to a beautiful place, and the journey, just as wonderful. I am 22 years old, and I am 70 days clean from all mind altering substances. 5 years ago, I found methamphetamine, a demon of a drug, a crystal shard recipe for disaster. I remember the day I held a hot flame under that glass bowl, and inhaled my first breathe of the insidious, black hole of a life that I lived for so long. I thought that I had found true euphoria. I thought that for the first time, I had clarity and peace of mind. Really, I had found my master, and I was now it's slave.
By Katie sevin8 years ago in Psyche
