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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 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 handled with it for years, I lost and retrieved control of my life, my thoughts and my body after what felt like a life full of battle, anxiety, and depression. It felt like the end of the world to me, there was nothing bigger than the worries of myself.


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


The greater part of my apprehensions and issues all of a sudden blended and vanished all through that mind-boggling sentiment fake satisfaction and bliss that at last prompt to my breaking point.

My world fell apart only months before I went into the rehab, it was the most depressive times for me and my addiction. My self-denial of my addiction had me disoriented while seeking means of making what is morally wrong seem right till the day it dawned on me I had lost everyone who made me happy, my aspirations and everything I valued.


These Are The Six Signs Which Made Me Aware Of My Lack Of Authority Over Everything About Me

  • My world was filled with calamity and anguish

Regardless of the quantity of the substance I took, my addiction made me feel disillusioned about life in general. The stressful times made me stuck, it was like holding my body back and telling me to stay on the wrong path. Everything appeared to be an acts of futility and the feeling of disappointment I began feeling must be contrasted and the mistake I knew I was bringing about to my friends and family. 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 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 this stage, the uneasiness and the despair in life turned out to be such a weight, to the point that despite the fact that I was utilizing to get away, it was just pushing me harder into my enslavement.

  • All that you think about blurs away until you lose it

A portion of the general population I had around me amid my time as a someone who is addicted remained by to help me until the very end, and for that, I'm extremely thankful. 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 began to report sick my workplace because I have no desire to 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. Life phased down itself to only one thing, and that single thing was what switched the lights off in my life to the extent that I lost all I once cared about.

  • You lose control of your ordinary

Self control was never my most grounded suit. 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. 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. When bills arrived they began to accumulate on the table. 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. I didn't even have control over the place, the amount or the time I engaged in substance abuse.

  • You lie to everybody, yourself inclusive

This was possibly the thing that caused matters tougher than what they could've been. My fear of being criticized or driven out made me fib very often that in the end, it was more or less difficult to follow up all the things I had fabricated in order to be able to gratify my habit. I was adopting money from allies and family, never being in a capable to offer it in return. Addiction was destroying my life in numerous ways, monetarily, emotionally and biologically. 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 created a yet even larger and stronger wall between me and myself. I told myself various tales, debates and explanations to maintain utilizing that I think could've written a book on bad justifications to misuse drugs.

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

Withdrawal is one of the most unpleasant experiences a user can have. 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. Getting high while using is a feeling that can replace those negative feelings, so I did it to avoid being depressed. 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.

  • Nothing else matters

After every one of the reasons were said. Every one of the ties with friends and family were cut by me. I was so into drugs and that euphoric feeling that I had little thought for anything else and finally my nightmares came to reality. I pushed everybody out of my life and just a couple sat tight outside for the chance to emerge where they could return and help me. I was very blind by my dependence that literally no other thing counted. I lost my job, my phone stopped ringing, even my family started to take steps back and leave me.


By now everything the people close to me told began to get to me. When I thought all the things were lost, when I thought I had hit the end, I noted I required assistance and there were enough all over to aid me get out of that gloom and darkness I had got into.


The bad experience of addiction was something I would never want to get into again, it was probably as worse for my family and friends beside me, we buried the history deep down. If only me and my family understood better about addiction and to handle it, I know it could be an easier process for everyone, so I hope it would be better for everyone else out there. The period when my situation looked gloomy, the people close to me observed all these signs I was missing.

Love and persistence were two things that spared me and my friends and family.


I believed all the things were lost but at last, I went through a recuperation procedure that opened my eyes to a fresh jovial healthy life, where I haven't disregarded my past but I pardoned myself for what I did and requested for forgiveness without dishonour. It was difficult, I won't deceive, but I'm very jovial that I wasn't alone and that I still have individuals who trusted in me till I was back to normal.

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.