When the Going Gets Tough the Tough Relax
I was reading the Diary of a Quitter the other day and I was struck by her honesty. Now a great many of her posts pass along the inspiration that she has come across in her reading, through other blogs, from therapy, friends and other sources of support and these are great and helpful in her own way. But when she admits as she does in her posts “Hard to Fight It” and “The Honeymoon is Over” that recovery is not all pink clouds and happy reclamations of life, love and happiness.
She says: “Those first few months after I started Suboxone treatment were filled with the excitement of doing something new, plus the motivation of desperation. Now, the newness has worn off and I’m left here with myself and my habits and no easy way out.
“So it is time for me to recommit myself to this process of healing. This point, right here, is the point where I usually quit. Where the inspiration has run out and the goal is still out of sight, I give up. I start in with the self-sabotage, craftily stirring up some kind of drama so that when I do quit, it looks like events have conspired to foil me, once again.”
Even though Suboxone promises the instant gratification of renewed mental clarity (that you may not have even realized that you lost during your prescription painkiller addiction), it has no cure for that plateau that happens to all of us a few months or, for some, a few weeks into a new venture. Call it boredom, call it depression, call it fatigue. There are so many reasons why we give up. It’s being honest with ourselves and recognizing our patterns, our triggers and the emotions that preclude a relapse that help us to fight them. By not giving in, by distracting ourselves until the feeling passes, by recognizing the seriousness of the situation and choosing not to use right now, today, and making the same decision when tomorrow comes, we can get through these feeling when they come and go to sleep each night knowing that this is ongoing process and that it doesn’t have to overwhelm us, that we have the choice to get through it the best way we can, no matter how that is.
There are a number of blogs out there written by women who are married to addicts, mothers of junkies or otherwise connected (and deeply scarred by) someone else’s addiction. Among my favorites are
There are two excellent blogs out there run by a rad lady in recovery named Erin. One is 
