re Tracy
Tracy said:
This is going to come from the side of the abuser not the "saver"
When I was abusing substances there were many poeple who tried to save me.
I had people take me into their homes, I had people who took me to AA and NA.
I had people call the police on me and put me in jail to "detox"
I was not ready to quit, so I did not try.
Even when I thought I was ready, I went to medical detoxes, I spoke to councellors at the CLSC, I called help lines. I kept relapsing for a long time (couple of years)
One morning I woke up and said I was not going to use and I detoxed and am now sober and have been for almost 5 years. (About 3 relapses in the first year...)
People were trying to help me for years and it never went anywhere and I am sure I hurt many people by continuously relapsing.
You CANNOT help some one that does not want to be helped.
Start by gently showing them what they are doing and how it is affecting you.
Do not push too hard because you may just push the person away and then where will you be at?
First and most important though... Call addiction hotlines. If they offer meetings in your area go to them and ask questions from the
doctors / proffesionals and form a support system for yourself.
You cannot help others if you cannot help yourself. Be ready to be disappointed. Very rarely can you perform a successful intervention on the first try. Patience is key.
I decided to quote Tracy's whole post because of how well written it is, and how true I know it to be from the perspective of the potential "savee". I have my own particular problem, not an addiction but a mood disorder, in which I often find myself relapsing, and in these times, there's no reasoning with me. Observations about my behavior that are hard to swallow I see as attacks and I blame all of my problems on outside forces. It never occurs to me that I may be the source of those problems.
One of the reasons I opened this thread was for my own benefit as well. I have never been successfully intervened upon. When it has happened, I felt under attack, and I did indeed have to hit rock bottom and crawl my way back up. And it's happened more than once. So I keep asking myself, must there not be some way to nip it in the bud, avoiding the horrific crash? I wish I could, in my precious moments of clarity, coach my close friends on how to get me to listen when I'm on a downward spiral.
Another thing mentioned above that cannot be stressed enough: recovery is a terribly long, often lifetime, process that goes in baby steps, one day at a time.