The Long Road
Okay let me start by introducing myself. My names Tyler I'm 23 and have been a Pain Killer addict for 6 years. Lortab,Percocet mostly and I'm just over a week sober. Not the first time but I hope its the last. About 6 months ago I made it over a month sober but I was seeing a psychiatrist and she put me on Subutex..it worked great until I was switched to the new stuff called Zubsolv and it made me absolutely sick and subutex included are worst than any pain killer I've taken. Also it cost me 250 a month for the visit and over 200 for the script "no insurance" so after I quit taking it I made it about a week and after that I hit the drugs harder than ever. Now I'm doing it cold turkey maybe a BC powder here and there only to satisfy the mental part of taking something. Usually in done with the psychical part of W/D by now but this time is different. I'm still going to the bathroom all night even with Imodium and my energy levels are terrible I can't even motivate myself to do the dishes pitiful.
Now lets discuss the beginning of my addiction.
My father passed away when I was 19 and I started taking pills recreational before then. But my father was my best friend we worked together everyday and I lost him..and all hell broke lose I locked myself in my bedroom everyday in the dark and played video games and got lost in time..note my mother got plenty of percocets a month and they were given to me like candy during this time. I was trying to numb the pain. So after 2 years of heavy abuse and locking the world out I turned 21 and met the woman that soon will call my wife. She brought me out of my room threw me back into the world and helped me grieve my fathers lost. That being said I just stopped grieving about a year ago. I felt great and I loved myself agian and loved her. She didn't take pills she liked to drink and I mean drink you under table we spent many nights in the bars and when I asked her to marry me I told her the drinking had to stop. All this time I was continuing to abuse pills and she had little knowledge about how bad it was. She finally quit drinking after some hard times. And I would give her pills to help with the with drawls and she eventually became addicted and now it was a two headed monster and I was taking more than ever. Now we have sworn to each other that pills are no longer a option and we have stuck by it..but now years of abuse is slapping us in the face we are so far behind on all our bills that daily life stresses us out..i keep telling her and myself "we reap what we sow" and it can only get better from here and that's a fact. Basically I'm here to kind of get yalls experience and advice through this process. I'm a super fan of the Tennessee titans and Sundays are my only relief and alot of that stems from me and my father we watched the game every Sunday together.. Sorry forgot to mention that earlier. Any advice will be much appreciated
Thanks