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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? Living with a addiction can be one of the hardest things anybody would ever understanding.

Having managed it for years, I lost and got back the power over my life, my mind, and my body after a comparatively long time period of tussle, verbosity, and depression. The world might also have fallen upon itself and it would've just the same importance to me.


Initially, my addiction made me unperturbed by the many problems before me.


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. Being unable to admit I had an issue was what took charge of my life and made me adopt a'resolute'state of mind, like a madman, finding excuses and acceptable explanations to justify my attitude, before I eventually understand that it had taken away all I cared about, everyone I ever loved and every single vision I ever had.


Here Are 6 Signs That Opened My Eyes To Enable Me View How I Lost Charge Of My Life

  • Everyday feels just the same, no joy, only darkness.

When I was a strong user, what or how much of it I took means nothing, life would still remain how it had been. The stressful times made me stuck, it was like holding my body back and telling me to stay on the wrong path. My situation appeared hopeless while my lamentations were only equalled by the feeling of being let-down which my family felt because of me. Then, all I felt were guilt and frustration getting into me, I pictured my beloved family and friends were disappointed by me I almost could not forgive myself. It was like life's sole business was to make me remember how many errors I had committed and how much I was causing pain to everyone close to me. It was a never ending cycle where dejection and verbosity kicked the ball into each other's court and my only solution was to raise the quantity I was taking. 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. By now the depression and nervousness within me were so exhausting that my supposed liberation which is my addiction only compounded my problems.

  • All the things you pay attention to fades out till you miss 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. Some others could no longer take it and left permanently since they couldn't simply comprehend how my dependence worked. However, as a result of how deep into my issues and challenges I was, I began to drive away even the people that desired to remain around to get me out of it. It was like my addiction had hands that closed my eyes to see the reality. I skipped work because I just could not and would not 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. 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 cannot control your own life anymore

Self-motivation was not my strength. When I was using, I kept telling myself that it was the last time, but then I used again. The thoughts of having "the last taste before I completely stop" was the thing that kept me from stopping, the loop still went on. Sorrow and tension assumed control and I could no longer face anybody or look at individuals without flinching without feeling lament. I avoided all my obligations and duties rather I stayed indoors. The bills were heaping, I could only stared at them. Sometimes the phone would not cease to ring as everyone knew there were issues in my life which I'm battling with; I just didn't want to admit to them that they were right. I felt like I no longer have power over anything. I didn't even have control over the place, the amount or the time I engaged in substance abuse.

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

This was maybe the thing that compounded the situation than what they could've been. 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. I was taking money from friends and family, never being able to return it. Addiction was demolishing my life from numerous points of view, fiscally, sincerely and naturally. Then I started to hurt my body. I did not eat and it caused me to lose weight drastically; everyone noticed my unusual behaviour and they gave their hand to help but I refused to hold them by lying to them telling them I was okay. It creates a yet even larger and greater barrier between me and myself. I consistently and with vigour continued to lie to myself about the so many reasons why I should stay addicted.

  • The thought of being sober scares you so you continue in the use of drugs.

Frankly, no one who engages in substance abuse would want to go through the withdrawal phase; it's like a nightmare for an addict. Depression, frustration and other negative feelings are something that everyone do not want to keep, for an addict, those are more like feelings to avoid. I was utilizing to never lose that high feeling since I realized what came after and I couldn't manage it. It results in an avoidable lust to use again and again. I was defeated by the situation that pushed me to take the easy way, by using again. And as a result to the reality that the more I utilized the more tolerance I created, it turned out more bad within time.

  • You care about nothing else

The silly reasons ultimately gave way. 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 drove every person out of my life and just a few decided to hold on outside for the chance to come up where they could return and support me. I was neck deep into drugs that I had no interest whatever in anything else. My boss sacked me, my fellow workers desisted from calling, almost all of my family gradually lost hope and tried to move on.


At this juncture, words from the ones I adored the most began to sink 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.


My involvement in drugs can be regarded as one of the difficult phases of my life and is the toughest things my loved ones have ever faced. A little knowledge about what substance abuse was would have made the whole situation less complicated. While things were going out of control, those that constantly remained by me were detecting all these signs that I neglected to observe 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. I am so grateful that I was surrounded by people who knew I could be saved and I deserved a new life.

Detecting these signs can bring a big difference in the life of a dependent, allowing them understand that you yet care despite how bad things will get can be what in the end brightens up the road to sobriety.