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6 Signs Showing You've Lost Control of Your Dependence

6 Signs Showing You've Lost Control of Your Dependence

What are the signs which show that you've lost power over your addiction? Staying with a dependence can be one of the most difficult things a person could ever encounter.

Having managed it for a considerable length of time, I lost and recaptured control of my life, my brain and my body after what felt like an unfathomable length of time of battle, nervousness, and gloom. During that dark period, I felt lost to outside world and cared less about anything.


When I commenced utilizing I felt like all of my fears were left on hold.


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

One of the hardest phases of my dependence were the main couple months before really going into recovery. 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 6 Signs Woke Me Up To Reality That I Went Too Far With My Addiction And That I Had To Make It Up

  • Life appears to be only terrible and depressing

When I was a strong user, what or how much of it I took means nothing, life would still remain how it had been. There was a bleak feeling within me which overwhelmed my senses thereby holding me stagnant. Everything appeared to be hopeless and the guilt I began to feel could only be likened to the frustration I knew I was bringing on my loved ones. Everything appeared to be hopeless and the guilt I began to feel could only be likened to the frustration I knew I was bringing on my loved ones. I felt like everything was trying refresh my memory on my so many errors and the grief I was causing everyone. It was a ceaseless cycle where gloom and uneasiness passed the ball onto each other's court and my exclusive way out was to expand the sum I was utilizing. By using it over and over again, I hit the bottom of depression and I felt like I could not crawl my way out, I was so hopeless in the darkest place to be. At that point, all the sadness and feeling of failure were such a heavy load, that my habit of using to get rid of the feeling was just dragging me further into it.

  • All you care about disappears until you lose it

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. Well, my reliance on drugs seemed like a mystery to several others, so they left. Because of the lowest point I hit, I lost some people that actually cared about me and wanted to help me going through hard times, I just made them leave. I turned out to be so visually impaired with simply getting the following hit, that I let it eclipse everything else. I lost interest in my job and made no attempt to continue. I passed up a great opportunity for dates and social occasions with loved ones since I couldn't manage being calm for so long. The only thing which made my life seem meaningful was the one thing which caused my disillusion such that everything I held dearly vanished.

  • You lose control over your life

Self-control was never my most powerful suit. When I was taking, I can't even recall the numbers of times I told myself it would be my last. The thoughts of having "the last taste before I completely stop" was the thing that kept me from stopping, the loop still went on. Dejection and anxiety assumed and I could not anymore confront any person or view individuals in the eye without feeling sorrow. I avoided all my obligations and duties rather I stayed indoors. The bills were heaping, I could only stared at them. 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 was probably the thing that made things more severe than what they could've been. Besides guilt, there was something got inside me, that is fear of being rejected by people around me that pushed me to lie. I lied to cover up my bad addiction and it gave me hard times to cope with. I was adopting money from allies and family, never being in a capable to offer it in return. Addiction destroyed my life in every aspects, it took away my money, my health, and my relieved feelings. I was mistreating my body. I halted eating, ceased taking good care of myself, began losing weight at a disturbing rate; every person recognised I was having issues and they all desired to assist, but deceiving them and myself simply created a barrier between them and me. I did not realize that I was also lying to my suffering self. I convinced myself to keep using until it feels like somebody else got into me, tons of excuses I told myself that it is okay to keep using.

  • You choose to get high than to resist yourself

Withdrawal is one of the most noticeably awful things a someone who is addicted can understanding. The anxiety and all those different emotions that enable all things feel like hell is something that I needed to get as distant as I could. 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 strong and extreme condition that you feel like it's the only solution is by taking more and more frequently. The way I handled my feelings, made it worse and worse because I lost control of myself.

  • I lacked interest in everything apart from drugs.

After all the justifiable reasons were said. Every connection with loved ones was broken 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. My supervisor fired me, my colleagues quit calling, the greater part of my family gradually surrendered and attempted to turn the page.


At this stage, words from the ones I cherished the most began to bob inside my head. Just when it all looked over to me, and I felt I was at my lowest point ever, it became clear to me that I needed assistance; the good thing was I had so many people who were willing to assist me to get over that grim phase.


Living with an addiction is probably the most difficult thing I have ever experienced, and actually could also be the most difficult thing my family and friends have ever gone through. I think things could've been somehow simpler on every person if we all understood a bit more concerning what dependence implies not only to the dependent but as well 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.

Love and patience were two things that salvaged me and my adorable ones.


I thought everything slipped from my hands and I could not have a life, but after being in the recovery stage, I started to heal and forgive myself. I was given a second chance in a happier and healthier life. No doubt that phase was difficult yet I am glad I was well supported during the entire dark period.

Perceiving these signs can have a gigantic effect in the life of a someone who is addicted, telling them that despite everything you mind regardless of how awful things will get can be what at last lights up the way to restraint.