I'm on Day One I guess of a 60-70 oxycodone habit of 15 years. I should be going on Day 3 but nooooo. Had to swipe some from a family member. God how sick is that? I took 10 mgs. yesterday around 3pm and here I am. I feel so disgusted with myself. I guess I deserve to feel this way and worse for the things I have done. I have lied. I have taken them from family. I have kept it a secret from my husband. I have children and I have missed their school functions because I was either anti-social from taking oxy or I was withdrawing. Now here I sit in tears pouring my heart out and knowing full well I deserve every bad thing that comes my way for letting this happen.