In the end, maintaining addiction is absolutely exhausting. i remember watching people live a life that didn’t involve them being chemically dependent on anything. i envied that so much. my addiction made me a slave. i couldn’t travel or make any plans without making sure i had enough pills to get me through. even then, they never lasted long enough. i couldn’t imagine living a life where i didn’t have to put any chemicals in my body to survive.
i’ll never forget the day i finally admitted defeat. i was tired, empty, terrified, and completely beaten down. it was the best place to be, however, because i was finally willing to do something different.
i hope you’ve had enough to make the change. ❤️