After nearly 9 years of a 70–120+ GPD powder habit, and never going more than 12 hours without kratom, I’m ready to jump.
My last dose will be roughly 29 hours from now. Saturday will be my first full day without it.
From the outside, my life probably looks pretty good.
I’m 56. I have a great family. A good career. I make and save good money. I exercise first thing every morning, 365 days a year. I get early morning sunlight every day. I eat a high-protein diet with 10 to 15 kinds of fruits and vegetables a day, and I get extensive bloodwork twice a year.
On paper, I appear to be in great health, and I’m grateful for that. I’ve also been on TRT and HCG since 2008, so kratom never really hurt my libido or ability to finish the job.
But bloodwork doesn’t tell the whole story. Part of me still wonders what nearly a decade of the devil’s sludge may have done beneath the surface.
Because I only used powder and bought it in bulk online, the habit wasn’t even that expensive. Probably about what a lot of people spend on a daily Starbucks habit.
So my bottom wasn’t some big dramatic outside collapse.
It was an inside bottom.
Inside, I’ve been living in constant fear.
Fear of running out. Fear of traveling. Fear of not having access. Non-stop anxiety. Constant comfort-seeking. Constant isolation. Sneakiness. Shame. Frequent urination. Not taking my family on trips they deserve because I didn’t want to deal with being away from my supply.
Kratom became my operating system.
Before kratom, my life felt full of synchronicity. God moments. Little signs. The sunlight of the Spirit kind of stuff.
Kratom. Shut. That. DOWN.
It didn’t destroy my life from the outside. It just quietly built a wall between me and the part of life that used to feel alive.
I seriously respect those of you who do this completely cold turkey. I mean that. I thought long and hard about my strategy, and for my current life situation, I believe the MAT path is the right one for me.
I attempted to taper, but I couldn’t make it work. All I did was obsess about my next dose.
I don’t think I would have chosen Suboxone if Sublocade wasn’t available. My plan is to taper off the shot. I've heard a lot of great success stories.
I have a week off work, and my doctor has me set up with comfort meds and Suboxone. My insurance approved Sublocade, and I just processed my first order.
The doc said to take the first Suboxone dose 12 hours after my last kratom dose, though I may wait a little longer if I’m not clearly in moderate withdrawal yet. Even though a lot of people say precipitated withdrawal isn’t an issue with Kratom, I have read a few horror stories on here, and I would hate to be one of them.
I also have liposomal vitamin C, magnesium glycinate/topical magnesium, black seed oil, compression boots/socks, a heating pad, and self-massage tools in case restless legs get rough.
Yes, I’m being pretty damn OCD about all this. But that’s what I do. After all, I slammed green sludge every 60–180 minutes for the better part of a decade.
Over the years, my personal stash got so ridiculously huge it weighed more than many full-grown adults. And I’m not talking inventory. I never sold any. Just my secret little doomsday supply.
I threw it away over the past month.
It’s going to be weird without kratom running the show anymore.
I’m not expecting Sublocade to get me off scot-free. I’m sure I’ll still have to pay the bill somehow. The only way out is through the fire.
But I have some good things going in. Lifelong exercise habits. Morning sunlight. All that fiber probably saved me from the constipation a lot of people deal with. A supportive wife. Young kids who need me - who’ve never seen me NOT on kratom. And this forum, with a lot of inspiration from those of you who have already walked this road.
So after all these years of chasing comfort and isolation…
Waking up full of DREAD.
Stressing about access.
Sneaking off to dose.
Missing LIFE.
Being a slave to the sludge.
I’m ready.
Human beings have endured things far worse than this when something they loved was waiting on the other side.
For me, that’s my family. My freedom. My connection to God. My life without this stuff calling the shots.
Thank you to this community. You’ve helped me more than you know.
Time to put this behind me.
Godspeed.