GoldenLovely
Bluelighter
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- Nov 4, 2010
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I've been reading this forum for some time, but only just joined.
In youth I never took drugs, well never took what most people consider drugs.
My addiction was food. It was my comfort, my solace in bad times and my recreation.
I became morbidly obese.
I had weight loss surgery and I was unbelievably successful. I lost nearly two hundred pounds.
Only problem was, losing the weight didnt solve all my problems, didn't make life into the wonderful dream that every fat girl thinks its gonna be. I also seemed to come down with a strange case of restless leg syndrome. Only not just restless leg syndrome, but something that felt like restless body syndrome...It was like I had opiate withdrawals before I ever tried opiates.
And then came the opiates...never herioin, but most of the others, pills and poppies.
I'm sure some of you know the story and have lived it. It was great at first...The best.
It calmed my restless legs and made me feel oh so good. Problems? What problems?
But like an abusive lover that sucks you in and then turns cruel...I discovered the dark side. Two days without some kind of opiate and the RLS I had before felt like a walk in the park compared to the RLS of withdrawals. And OMG, who put these rocks under my skin and beat the hell out of me in my sleep??
I look so "sensible" and "normal", no one ever know that I was an addict. People that knew me before I lost weight complement me on my great success. If they only knew.
Well, that's the story of me. Perhaps I've said too much, I don't know...but that's my introduction. Hello everyone.
In youth I never took drugs, well never took what most people consider drugs.
My addiction was food. It was my comfort, my solace in bad times and my recreation.
I became morbidly obese.
I had weight loss surgery and I was unbelievably successful. I lost nearly two hundred pounds.
Only problem was, losing the weight didnt solve all my problems, didn't make life into the wonderful dream that every fat girl thinks its gonna be. I also seemed to come down with a strange case of restless leg syndrome. Only not just restless leg syndrome, but something that felt like restless body syndrome...It was like I had opiate withdrawals before I ever tried opiates.
And then came the opiates...never herioin, but most of the others, pills and poppies.
I'm sure some of you know the story and have lived it. It was great at first...The best.
It calmed my restless legs and made me feel oh so good. Problems? What problems?
But like an abusive lover that sucks you in and then turns cruel...I discovered the dark side. Two days without some kind of opiate and the RLS I had before felt like a walk in the park compared to the RLS of withdrawals. And OMG, who put these rocks under my skin and beat the hell out of me in my sleep??
I look so "sensible" and "normal", no one ever know that I was an addict. People that knew me before I lost weight complement me on my great success. If they only knew.
Well, that's the story of me. Perhaps I've said too much, I don't know...but that's my introduction. Hello everyone.
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