“I watch the clock with an anxious anxiety that only an addict could possibly understand. I am out off my 40 mg oxycontins. I went through a month supply in only 2 weeks. I have to go to the emergency room to try and score some more, but they only gave me 5 mg vicodin. I can’t call my doctor because he will know that I am abusing this prescription. May be I can come up with a lie. I can tell him I accidently threw my prescription away, and then maybe he will give me another prescription. No, I did that last month. He will never believe that story again, I don’t even think he believed it the first time. I need more, I need to feel free. Only the euphoric feel of narcotics can make me happy and give me motivation. Once I get what I need I know that for a few moments that I will be happy. I’m a better person when I take these drugs. I am more giving, more creative, and more ambitious. I am easier to talk to and everybody loves my cheerfulness. I can’t feel normal without my pills.”
I decided to post this to show that most people on this board understand the pain of addiction and withdrawals. I have been clean for 3 years, but I still battle addiction every day. It will always be day by day.