On the stupid ‘evaluation’ of thier program that I had to fill out and return, as in they supposedly wanted my opinion (really?, right, I’m sure they did, cough, cough, snort!) ironically BEFORE they would close the door on this poop show...(hmmm...tell them what they want to hear, oh it was wonderful, helped me so much, blah blah, 😒 so I can get this travesty over with or tell them what garbage crooks I really think they all are and risk them inventing junk to force me to stay....I had to think hard on that one)......anyway, one of the questions had to do with did I want to be on their mailing list (hell no...I don’t ever want to hear from you clowns again, please go drop yourselves off a steep cliff somewhere.)
Sure enough, I got the email followed a few days later by a snail mail copy of a vanilla blah form letter saying some crap about ‘congratulations on your completion and good luck in your continuing recovery” or some such dreck. I’ve heard nothing from them since and that is just fine.
It took a few weeks to stop waking up at 4 am automatically and a while longer to be able to get through a day without the thought of IPN popping to the surface. Of course I still come here to chit chat and I have a friend or two that I met through the last, least miserable nurse support group that I occasionally talk to, but beyond that I’ve moved on with my life and it’s so much better with that nightmare being over. With the end, I was also able to drop some of the depression meds I was on and drastically lower the doses of some others.
I think that proves that that program merely exacerbated my problems, likely like a lot of other people that don’t fit the only profile they have, that of the traditional substance user/alcoholic.