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Getting Help from a Drug and Alcohol Treatment Center Isn’t Just for
Wussies
For me, drugs and alcohol was my entire life. I thought that people who
got help from a drug and alcohol treatment center were complete losers. If
they wanted to be a part of the cool crowd, they wouldn’t even dream of
getting help from a drug and alcohol treatment center. No, they would just
look for a way to party harder!
I was always partying. In fact, I considered myself to be the life of the
party. Wherever I went, fun followed. And, for me, that usually involved
drugs and alcohol. Go see a drug and alcohol treatment center for help?
Hah! That was laughable. If I were to go to a drug and alcohol treatment
center, I would just bring the party with me.
For me, going to a drug and alcohol treatment center wasn’t even an
option. And, I didn’t have anyone trying to convince me to go to a drug
and alcohol treatment center, either. In fact, all of my friends and
family were users too. So, they certainly weren’t going to try to get me
to go to a drug and alcohol treatment center – not if they wanted the good
times to keep rolling.
I didn’t decided to check in to a drug and alcohol treatment center until
the accident. I was out riding my bike after kicking back a few and
getting high when I slammed head first into a stopped car. Luckily for me,
the car wasn’t moving in my direction or I would have certainly been dead.
Although I didn’t die, I was about as dead as someone could be. I was in
the hospital for five weeks and in terrible pain. To be honest, I am not
sure if the pain was more from the accident or more from withdrawal. My
body was so used to being filled with some kind of drug that it didn’t
know what to do when the drugs weren’t coming in.
When I made it out of that hospital, I decided to get help from a drug and
alcohol treatment center. I had never come so close to death before – and,
I didn’t want to get close again. I finally realized that I really had a
problem. And, I knew that if I just went back home and didn’t get help
from a drug and alcohol treatment center, I would fall back into that same
cycle of abuse again.
I took a lot of flack from my friends when I decided to check in to a drug
and alcohol treatment center. They called me all kinds of names and many
said they wanted nothing more to do with me. That really tore me apart.
These guys were like family to me. Heck, some of them were family. But,
like I said, going to a drug and alcohol treatment center was something
that wussies only did. Now that I was going to a drug and alcohol
treatment center, that made me a wussie.
I didn’t care, though. I finally realized that I needed to make a change.
But, I also knew that going to a local drug and alcohol treatment center
on an outpatient basis just wasn’t going to work for me. I mean, if I went
to the drug and alcohol treatment center during the day and returned home
at night, I would be back with the same crowd I was with before. I knew it
wouldn’t take much for me to take “just one more” hit of something and I
would be back into the same mess I was before.
I decided to go to a drug and alcohol treatment center in a nearby town
that would give me residential treatment. With residential treatment, I
actually lived at the drug and alcohol treatment center. I felt this was
important for me because I knew my willpower was week and that I was going
to need 24 hour monitoring.
I tell you something, getting help from that drug and alcohol treatment
center was the best thing I had ever done. I found out that I could still
be fun without having to use drugs and alcohol. I also realized that,
although my friends were a lot of fun, they weren’t exactly looking out
for my best interest. I mean, really, none of us was looking out for one
another. The truth is that we were all just looking to have fun at the
expense of someone else.
After spending time at the drug and alcohol treatment center, I actually
started to get pretty ticked off at myself. The fact that I allowed myself
to be someone else’s monkey that provided entertainment by getting high
really made me angry. How could I have been such a fool? Not only did I
allow drugs to run my life, I let other people run it too.
After I finished my treatment at the drug and alcohol treatment center, I
realized I was going to have to move somewhere else. The drug and alcohol
treatment center had kept me away from bad influences, but I was now going
to have to take care of that myself. Without the walls of the drug and
alcohol treatment center standing between me and my old cronies, there was
always the chance that I would fall back off of the bandwagon.
No, just completing a program at the drug and alcohol treatment center
wasn’t going to be enough. In fact, while at the drug and alcohol
treatment center, I got a better idea of what triggered me to do drugs and
alcohol. Clearly, it was hanging out with my old buddies. I knew that I
would have to move if I wanted to continue down the successful path that
the drug and alcohol treatment center had put me on.
Moving after I finished with the drug and alcohol treatment center really
wasn’t as difficult as I had thought it would be. In fact, some of the
staff from the drug and alcohol treatment center helped me find a great
new place to live. The staff from the drug and alcohol treatment center
even helped me find a job. Thankfully, the staff from the drug and alcohol
treatment center is also still available to me if I feel myself struggling
with my addiction.
Getting help from the drug and alcohol treatment center was the best thing
I have ever done. I only wish I had done it sooner.
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