I guess you could say I am new, I have been reading threads from this site for a long time now. I found the info very valuable, not sure why I waited so long to join. Well, as to my story, I am sure its a lot like many of ya'lls stories. Ya'll, haha, yes I am from the south, Louisiana to be exact. Just turned 35 and my life is more "normal" than its ever been. I started my journey of escape young maybe 15. I was trying to escape my surroundings and myself. At around that age my brain developed a new way of handling stress through panic attacks. As a kid u just want to be like everyone else, having full blown panic in public really doesn't "fit in." I also had physical pain from an early age. So my family found a good doctor to treat me. Good doctor became my best friend, the day he started writing pain pills. Ah, this was my stuff. I took to this like water! I felt good and the panic seemed to disappear. Well after years of seeing the good doctor I found myself laying on the floor thinking I was dying from withdrawal. At this time I was told go to treatment or your on the streets. So being the addict that I was I found the easiest treatment I could find. Outpatient methadone. Ah, I just thought pain pills were my stuff till I walked into that clinic. Best high I ever had. I was good, followed the rules, never had a dirty drug screen. Why would I go get high anywhere else, the best dope was right there. After years at that clinic and miscarrying my first child. I found myself broke with no car to get there. I didn't know what hell was till that day. Anyone who has gone through methadone withdrawal will know, no other withdrawal comes close. I spent 4 months in that hell! I had to find a way out and I did. I have a doctor now and am weening of of Suboxone he is also treating my underlying issues. I have a good life, and had a wonderful baby girl. This time is different because this time I really do want to be sober. Thanks for your time if you read this whole LONG story : )


