Real life Real Struggle Reality Addiction and the tumultuous ride we call life, spread over the vast 20 or so years i subjected my rather illogical self to this insanity plaguing me. 20 years into this shit and i finally quit sorta on a whim, so i check into rehab the july 9th i was medically booted the 12th for my arm just gotten surgery and it got super big and stayed that way they sent me to a hospital said i can come back as soon as my arm is better where its not gonna be a complication. Speed up until now still opiate free since the 11th of july now im not clean but one thing at a time heroin is a bitch after 20 years and i somehow weened down to walking off no detox flabbergasted i ran with it and havent looked back. Now roaming the meth mountains for monsters, i feel physically better but mentally im a bipolar mess whos still zooming around trying to get by. Soon i will walk away from the ice and no that didnt hold off the withdraw thats crazy i cold turkey from a taper to a nothing which sounds like its how its done but really taper is more then 2 days and the first 3 days no suboxone where i was and i didnt need it when i got home from the hospital for my arm. I dont have any advice its not fun, its not easy, everyone hates me i have 0 support and homeless but hey at least im off heroin. Sounds like what it is nothing special so what i quit a physically additing drug and not having to go through hell, and since have stayed off. You know no one gives a flying fuck about how the struggles to not blow my head off or pick up when i get the lows of my bipolar depression.