I’m not even exactly sure what I’m doing with this post, or if I’m even writing it in an effective manner… however I do know that I need some feedback/support/advice/love/positive vibes sent my way.
On Friday the 21st of January, I was coming to the end of my 11th day at my 28 day treatment program. I have been struggling with my use since I relapsed in August 2021. I sought out treatment finally, because I want to be happy and healthy again… I want to be myself again. Nevertheless, I’m damn ready to battle my demons.
Treatment ends up being a total unexpected experience; I’m so ready and willing to be vulnerable in these process groups and discussions, just so I can feel relief. I’m loving programming and laughing more than I have in ages, and I’m told to pack my things…
Twice a week we have to comply with mandatory and routine testing for Covid-19. Turns out I was one of the unfortunates who tested positive from the previous day. I’m honestly distraught and frustrated.
PRIOR TO THIS I HAD BEEN ADMITTED ON DECEMBER 21st AND 4 DAYS LATER THE ENTIRE FACILITY SHUT DOWN DUE TO COVID.
I had to reschedule with admissions, and after the facility had reopened, I was able to go back January 10th.
I guess I’m just struggling with all of this. I want to complete this amazing program, but I’m a single mom with two boys and my being able to be in treatment is completely dependent on finding childcare while I’m away. My family is supportive and are willing to work with me on that aspect, but I can’t help but feel defeated. Why when I am finally ready to admit I am powerless and fight for my life, are all these major road blocks getting thrown down my path?
I’m going to get rescheduled and go back, but searching for support I can hold with me in the mean time. Also super interested in unique kind of coping skills and other resources.
Sorry in advance