GirlScottie

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  1. Hi everyone. My recovery from a addy/vyvanse addiction has been going way better than I ever expected. Made it to Day 9 with nothing but smiles and a positive attitude. I started a cycle of BPC 157, I take supplements daily (l-theanine, vit D, magnesium, melatonin, 5htp). I've had the energy for my work outs and I've even become more social. Recovery seemed to be on my side. Until today. I woke up in sweat and tears because of a dream I had. A dream where drugs were all around me. Pills everywhere. Memories of me being "productive and happy" has left me in a state of panic today. I WANT THEM. Has anyone else experienced dreams that made them want to relapse?
  2. Tick Tock- Recovery begins

    I don't even know how to do. Or maybe I'm scare to. Fuck. But I'm going to. I promised myself. Do people just call and ask them to stop the script? or go in and tell the Dr in person?
  3. Does anyone have any experience with BPC 157? I'm about to start my first cycle tomorrow.
  4. Tick Tock- Recovery begins

    It's comforting to know there's other people out there that knows what hell this is. I just wanted to say hi to everyone and be more active on this forum. Opposite of addiction is suppose to be connection; but I have no one around me to feel understood and connect with. And it sucks! All because of one stupid fucked pill. One? I wish! I miss the days where one was all it took. I would take one in the morning and be a gorgeous superwoman with the world in her hands. Got the body I always dreamed of (been bulimic for many years. Convinced my Dr to give me vvynase since it just got approved by the FDA to stop binge eating... WHO THE FUCK WOULD GIVE A WOMAN WITH A EATING DISORDER A PILL TO TURN OFF THE HUNGER!!). I started a new career path, graduated with a 94% GPA, I even fell in love. Life was perfect. But that was 3 years ago. One 30mg pill turned into 70mg/5x a day. My new found life enthusiasm has turned into an isolated pacing zombie. I've become a shell of person and I hate myself for it. I made an attempt at recovery about a month ago which lasted 5 days. But then new script day filled (I thought I could be the exception of the rule and be strong enough to resist the temptation. Turns out I'm the probably the reason the rule exists to fire your Dr). It's been a 2 week binge fest (30- 70mg vyanse and 30- 25mg addy). But looking around my spotless apartment, this isn't a life. I'm committed to recovery. Instead of one day, tomorrow is Day One. I wanted to take the time out to make myself visible. It may be from a screen but reading everyone's support for one another gives me that hope.