Hi, I am new to sign in but have been reading and getting support for a long time due to this 8 year relationship with those powdered demons called Vicodin. I am on night 4 of withdrawal. This my 4th or 5th withdrawal and I am soooooo tired of starting over. I used to do so many things, have energy, money and overall happy. I now stay at home, checked out of social interaction, checked out on friends, and fake it in front of my 13 and 10 year old as much as I can. It's like when that semi-truck hit me 8 years ago my body lived, but that was the beginning of my soul, my character, personality dying. I wake up waiting for bedtime. Existing, not living. But I WANT to live!! Just don't remember what life used to be like before those pills got out of control. I just wanted to ask how many people have have ruined relationships and poured out all money and resources to support this habit? What did you do to get it back (financially stable) or did you put it back together? Thanks for any replies