I am ashamed to even post this. I have no one I feel comfortable enough to talk to about my addiction, so I’m turning to you guys.

I’ve started a little over a year ago. And haven’t slowed down since. I’ve been doing lines and often it affects my daily routines. It may not be everyday, but it’s definitely every weekend. It’s so bad to the point where I feel so numb inside. I feel dead. I don’t know what to do. I just know I need to stop. When I drink, I fiend. This is so embarrassing.

Many times I do feel I can’t be happy, unless I’m on it. But often times when I am on it... I am living with regrets. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t seem to stop. I even feel sick of it... but I still fiend?

It’s so weird, because I was that girl that hardly drank... never do drugs... smoke... nothing. I was a home body. I was innocent. But I don’t know what happened.

It’s making me depressed. This is not me. I need to find myself. I need to get back to the old me.

For those with similar problems or has gone through this...

How did you stop? How long did it take you? Any advice would be greatly appreciated and please no negativity. Thank you.