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So before I begin, I would like to include that I am an opiate addict and have been abusing opiates for about 6 years.
In January 2012, I went off to my 5th rehab in Boynton Beach, Florida to a long-term treatment program called The Watershed. My father had done research and apparently it was one of the BEST rehabs to go to.
I arrived to the Watershed and went through detox for 5 days and then through the inpatient program. During my stay there, I found out that you do not get discharged after inpatient (20-30 days) and you will go to a new facility that the Watershed owns. The program is called PHP (Partial Hospitalization Plan) and you stay at an old broken down Motel in the ghetto of South Florida. From there you will live with 3 other's in a large sort of apartment room, cook on your own, and attend groups during the day at a different facility. When I got to PHP, everyone was abusing Mucinex DM -- which has a large amount of DXM in it (more DXM than other OTC cold meds). I was desperate to get high so there I slipped up and decided I would DO ANYTHING to feel different than I feel when I am absent from any substances. I am a hardcore addict, and I can't stand being sober (however right now I have 40 days clean and very happy).
So I decided to take some Mucinex DM. It was a very strange feeling the first day I took it, but it made me feel different and out of my shell. So from there on, I abused the shit out of it. The perfect amount to take of the extra strength Mucinex DM was 14 tabs. I really hated taking this shit, because it is considered a non-lethal overdose. So basically you are literally poisoning yourself to get a high. 2-3 Months into my stay at the Watershed, I found myself jumping the fence at the Watershed's facility and go AWOL to go to the nearest drug store and steal Mucinex. Everytime I took the shit, I literally hated myself. I couldn't stand the fact I was addicted to something I hated and would never do in normal society, but I was trapped at this fucked up treatment facility and couldn't get out. All I wanted to do was to escape reality. One night I took more Mucinex than I normally take, and shit really hit the fan. I could not speak, walk, or write. I literally was having mini-seizures and I had to go back to detox because it was obvious I was fucked up.
This might not sound bad to you, but trust me. DXM is the shittiest way to get high, and if you are a weak person mentally, I highly suggest not to take this shit. I was on the verge of suicide and homelessness and I will never forget this time of my life, trapped in rehab, taking massive amounts of DXM.
In January 2012, I went off to my 5th rehab in Boynton Beach, Florida to a long-term treatment program called The Watershed. My father had done research and apparently it was one of the BEST rehabs to go to.
I arrived to the Watershed and went through detox for 5 days and then through the inpatient program. During my stay there, I found out that you do not get discharged after inpatient (20-30 days) and you will go to a new facility that the Watershed owns. The program is called PHP (Partial Hospitalization Plan) and you stay at an old broken down Motel in the ghetto of South Florida. From there you will live with 3 other's in a large sort of apartment room, cook on your own, and attend groups during the day at a different facility. When I got to PHP, everyone was abusing Mucinex DM -- which has a large amount of DXM in it (more DXM than other OTC cold meds). I was desperate to get high so there I slipped up and decided I would DO ANYTHING to feel different than I feel when I am absent from any substances. I am a hardcore addict, and I can't stand being sober (however right now I have 40 days clean and very happy).
So I decided to take some Mucinex DM. It was a very strange feeling the first day I took it, but it made me feel different and out of my shell. So from there on, I abused the shit out of it. The perfect amount to take of the extra strength Mucinex DM was 14 tabs. I really hated taking this shit, because it is considered a non-lethal overdose. So basically you are literally poisoning yourself to get a high. 2-3 Months into my stay at the Watershed, I found myself jumping the fence at the Watershed's facility and go AWOL to go to the nearest drug store and steal Mucinex. Everytime I took the shit, I literally hated myself. I couldn't stand the fact I was addicted to something I hated and would never do in normal society, but I was trapped at this fucked up treatment facility and couldn't get out. All I wanted to do was to escape reality. One night I took more Mucinex than I normally take, and shit really hit the fan. I could not speak, walk, or write. I literally was having mini-seizures and I had to go back to detox because it was obvious I was fucked up.
This might not sound bad to you, but trust me. DXM is the shittiest way to get high, and if you are a weak person mentally, I highly suggest not to take this shit. I was on the verge of suicide and homelessness and I will never forget this time of my life, trapped in rehab, taking massive amounts of DXM.
Just be sure to keep up the good work.