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Evidence You Are A Puppet To A Substance

Evidence You Are A Puppet To A Substance

What are the signs that show you've lost control of your addiction? Managing a habit can be one of the most difficult things anyone could ever undergo.

Living with the struggle of addiction for years, I finally can get back on my feet in a normal life after having to overcome stress and discomfort. The world might as well have crashed onto itself and it would've weighed exactly the same to me.


The worries never died, haunted me to sleep and everywhere I went, whatever I did.


My worries and trepidations abruptly disappeared during that period of false ecstasy which invariably left a bitter aftermath.

My world fell apart only months before I went into the rehab, it was the most depressive times for me and my addiction. Not being capable to accept I had an issue was what took charge of my daily and made me dig like a madman in my own mind searching for exemptions and arguments to justify my attitude, till I ultimately recognised it had carried away all things I worried about, every person I ever adored and every dream I ever had.


These Are The Six Signs Which Made Me Aware Of My Lack Of Authority Over Everything About Me

  • Life appears to be just doom and dark

When I was a substantial client, it didn't make a difference what or the amount of it I took, life would just not get the hues that it once had. Depression assumed control me like an overwhelming cover that prevented me from moving in any heading. Everything appeared to be an acts of futility and the feeling of disappointment I began feeling must be contrasted and the mistake I knew I was bringing about to my friends and family. Everything appeared to be an acts of futility and the feeling of disappointment I began feeling must be contrasted and the failure I knew I was bringing about to my friends and family. It was similar to life's only goal was to remind me of the number of faults I had caused and to what extent I was aching every individual encircling me. The frustration and guilt were like a loop, went on and on, giving me an excuse to go back to using the reason of the frustration, I did not realize that I was feeding the loop. Apparently, by taking more and more frequently, the spiral of the destruction of oneself which I actively participated in took its darkest and heaviest turn and made me feel I was approaching the critical'point'at'which'turning back'or'reversal'is impossible. At this point, the verbosity and the depression in life became such a heavy load that even in spite of the fact that I was taking to avoid, it was just driving me harder into dependence.

  • Everything you had in life walked and then run away from you

Some of the people I had close to me during my time as a stoner were present to support me till the very end, and for this, I'm so grateful. But not all the people were like that, some left me and never came back, the addiction that I had, they just did not get it. Truly, my problems were complex, and it affected my attitude towards the people who stood by me. I became extremely bid with simply getting the next hit, that I allowed it eclipse all the other things. I began to report sick my workplace because I have no desire to go. I lost good opportunities for dates and meetings with friends and family since I could not handle being sober for a long duration of time. Life phased down itself to only one thing, and that single thing was what switched the lights off in my life to the extent that I lost all I once cared about.

  • You cannot control your own life anymore

At no point in time have self-discipline been a positive attribute of mine. I had repeatedly lied to myself that I would quit drugs every time I took drugs. I always wanted to take more of the substance during such times as a sign of my quitting the drug use. My body and soul were controlled by the guilt and frustration, leaving me unable to interact with people like I used to because the guilty I felt. I locked myself in my apartment, leaving my work and everything I should have done outside. At the point when bills came they began to heap up on the table. My phone started to ring all the time when people started to realize that I might have problems going on, but I denied, I didn't know what was going on in my mind, it is like something have taken over my mind, body, and soul. Not even the time, place or even the quantity I took.

  • The constant lies not only to people who care about you but also to yourself never looks like ending.

This action of mine might be the fire when I had axes. Clearly, the lies had the role they played in my self-destruction, but the truth remains that these lies are due to what everyone would think about my addiction, but eventually they were not sustainable. Financially I was a mess; I kept accumulating debts. Addiction was demolishing my life from numerous points of view, fiscally, sincerely and naturally. I was misusing my body. I desisted from food, stopped looking after myself, began to shed weight at a frightening speed; everybody knew I was having issues and they all wished to render assistance, but lying to them and myself only created a barrier between them and me. It creates a yet even larger and greater barrier between me and myself. I revealed to myself such a large number of stories, contentions and motivations to continue utilizing that I trust I could've composed a book on sorry excuses to mishandle drugs.

  • You follow after getting high to prevent withdrawal

Pull-out is one of the depressive phases for an addict. The uneasiness and each one of those blended feelings that make everything feel like damnation is something that I needed to escape as could be allowed. I was utilizing to never lose that high feeling since I realized what came after and I couldn't manage it. It's such a powerful and overwhelming situation that you feel like the only way out of it is by using more and more often. And because of the fact that the more I take it, the higher the tolerance I developed, it became worse with time.

  • Nothing else is significant

I drowned myself by reasons to keep using. Every one of the ties with friends and family were cut by me. Every one of my feelings of dread turned out to be valid and I no longer thought about whatever else other than being high. I chased everybody out of my life and only a few decided to stay outside for the chance to come where they could get back in and rescue me. I was so visually impaired by my compulsion that actually nothing else mattered. So I lost my job, and my co-workers stopped trying to come across, many of my loved ones gradually got over my situation and moved on.


At this juncture, words from the ones I adored the most began to sink inside my head. I was totally drowned in the well of addiction and thought I would die alone. But then I got an epiphany to reach out my hands asking for help, thankfully there were some people waited at the top of the well.


Staying with a dependence is possibly the most difficult situation I have ever experienced, and surely could as well be the toughest thing my family and allies have ever undergone. I know things could've been a little bit easier for everyone if we all understand a little more about what dependence signifies not just to the user but also to the family. While things were spiralling crazy, those that dependably remained by me were seeing every one of these signs that I neglected to see at first.

I was saved by my loving and patient family and friends.


I thought everything was lost however at last, I experienced a recuperation procedure that opened my eyes to another upbeat solid life, where I haven't overlooked my past yet I pardoned myself for what I did and requested absolution without disgrace. No doubt that phase was difficult yet I am glad I was well supported during the entire dark period.

Noticing these signs could be a lifesaver for the addicts, they need to know that they can be saved, they deserve a better life to start over.