Pain Killer Addiction
I was hooked on painkillers for the better part of two years. Or so they tell me. Point of fact, I don’t remember much of anything about my painkiller addiction…except perhaps the Need, and the sense that I couldn’t ever get enough of whatever it was I wanted.
Painkiller addiction…like any kind of drug addiction…is serious business. Addiction to painkillers ruined my life: chased away my wife, alienated me from my kids, cost me my job. When I woke up, after all those years, it was like everything I’d cared about was gone, like everything I’d ever known had been some kind of dream, dissolved into Nothing as if it had never been. It isn’t, obviously, the kind of thing you get over overnight.
If you or someone you care about has a painkiller addiction problem, please: Get help. Don’t make the same mistake I did. Don’t think it’s all right to just to “let it go.” That’s what I thought. And I let go of more than I ever bargained for.
