Yeah, get in some kind of program ASAP. Addiction is an obsession of the mind and allergy of the body. That's a one/two punch that you CANNOT handle without outside help. The mind will trick you in many clever ways.
Doing it together with the person you live with would be like double the mental trouble. That's two addictions working against you and her.
I could barely handle my own sick much less another's. Be very careful. Either one of you can take you both down. It happens all the time.
Keep updating this thread. That will help as well.
We MUST do this together. We got ourselves in to this mess so we have to get out of it. Especially for our daughter. Honestly though, We weren't completely blitx beyond the point of taking care of her while we were using. In actuality, we all had more fun because we were in such a happy mood. That's the problem with it being so psychologically addictive. Ever before I was addicted, they made everything better. I took them recreationally without feeling any ill effects the next day. I could wake up, feel absolutely normal then pop some pills later in the day as a pick me up. If we were out, no big deal. We would just wait for some more and not stress out about.
Once the daily use started, I remember waking up feeling like shit. Anxiety was through the roof, I was sweating yet cold. So I took some pills and felt fine within 15 minutes (roxy's are instant release so they hit fast and hard). This was a few days before Christmas. I kept telling my wife that we needed to get off of these but we never did. I ended up having a job lined up right after school but failed a drug test because of the methadone. I drank the normal stuff I use to pass and all the weed and oxycodone was gone but methadone I guess can stay in your system for months which I had to clue. So I lose the first job out of school.
Yet that still didn't deter us. We went another 3-4 months before finally saying enough is enough. The Dr we used got busted, the friendship between the person who introduced us to the Dr and a friend of 8 years was destroyed because of long standing issues.
We had to taper down with what little we had. We would find more methadone here and there but that dried up and here we are. Trying to break free of this fucking enslavement. People who have never been addicted to anything have absolutely no clue how it feels to be trapped like this.
Our unpacking of our new house as pretty much stopped because we have no energy at all. The only thing that seems to help a little is getting out of the house and just going anywhere. The pain isn't as bad in a public place for some reason. If I could only get this mindset at home, I would be ok but I can't seem to convince myself that Being in a public place and at home are the same thing.
But I'm starting to think that same way as you. I told my wife that I think we're increasing each others pain because we see each other hurting which makes us hurt worse. Plus talking about it makes my wife go insane. I try stressing that this isn't a game, we have no more options, we HAVE to do this and she says this makes her pain worse so I can't even do a pep talk of sorts to help hold her together.
I was expecting to feel much worse than I do though so I guess that's one good thing about this shitty situation