Yeah, I feel this way all the time. Constantly shifting from one evil to another. Take out one addiction, and it feels like there's this void that needs to be filled with something else. If I can't self-harm, I drink. Can't smoke? Pills. Can't drink? Abuse the hell out of my medication. Quitting heroin was the hardest thing I'd ever done, and I became a heavy heavy drinker in its wake. Anyway point being, I feel you, and sometimes I worry that as an addict this is going to be something I am going to struggle with for the rest of my life... Always needing a crutch of some fashion. I guess the best we can do is try to find the lesser of evils, or if we're lucky some coping mechanism that actually works. All my love. <3
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