Will be celebrating two years of sobriety next month. In February 2017, I finally decided to check into rehab after a 12-year period of using/ abusing drugs. By the time I had checked into rehab, I was taking 4x 2mg Xanax bars, 4-6x 2mg Klonopins, 1x 70mg Vyvanze, 2x 30mg Adderall, and upwards to 16mg of Suboxone a day... for almost four years. As well as smoking pot every day of course. By the time I turned 29-30, I was having difficulty staying awake at work I was so dosed up and had to quit before my employer found out what was going on.
During that period, I still graduated from college; graduated from Berkeley Haas Graduate school with honors (while smoking black tar heroin regularly); and held jobs at some of the most prestigious high-tech companies in the Bay Area.
What did it cost? Any women that tried to love me. Any kind of meaningful relationship with my family (which has been now repaired and are on great terms). Any kind of meaningful friendship. All I cared at the time was when people met me, I could tell them what Ivy League school I went to and what job I had so I could give them the impression I was a successful, upstanding person when I was a total undercover, borderline suicidal druggie.
I did a lot of emotional damage to a lot of women. Awful things I'll never forget but had to forgive myself for to move forward.
Next month, I'll be celebrating the opening of my second start-up as well.
Life can change but abusing drugs of any type will always prevent you from doing what you want.
(If you can moderate your weed smoking and be a casual user, there's nothing wrong with that and more power to you).
