boltfan909
Bluelighter
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Hey guys, never thought i'd find myself in this section...posting.
I am a 28 year old guy, with a beautiful 3 year old son and a Wife that is an absolute go-getter. I was raised with a Mother who battled addiction (still does) with rx pills and alcohol. I always told myself I'd NEVER go down her road....but somehow, I find myself where I am right now and it's fucking gut wrenching.
A few years back i injured my back while weight lifting. The Doc rx'd me 30 5/500 hydro's. I would take one when my back hurt, sometimes 2. I noticed when I took 2, i would feel pretty damn good. For some odd reason it took a few times of doing that before I figured out that the vikes were putting me in that energetic, euphoric state. I ran though my bottle and moved right along. -- About 7 or so months ago I was talking with a buddy and he tells me he has a friend that sells Norcos. I was immediately interested. My friend lives about 2 hours away, but when he came into town he would pick up 10-20 norcos for me. Id take 1, maybe 1.5 in the evenings as I unwound after work. I'd crack open a good craft beer, pop a few of these through the course of the evening and be on cloud nine. I couldn't believe how awesome they made me feel, not a worry in the world, the things I dreaded; now seemed like a stroll n the park. Life was good.
Fast forward a month or so, my same buddy tells me he also knows this lady that gets 120 percocets a month. She has a chronic back issue, but she didn't use all 120, she'd normally take 30-50 and sell the rest. I wasn't too sure what percs were all about, but I bought 20 from him one day and godddd damn. Those norcos were a thing of the past. The rush and euphoria was amazing. Loved it.
Without going into too much detail. I ended up finding a roxy connect and have worked my way up to 75-100mg of oxy a day. Over the last 7 or so months, I have taken a couple few day breaks, and maybe 1 or 2 full week breaks. I haven't gone a weekend without any pain killer since August. I now buy enough to flip, and get 10-20 free roxys every few days, maybe once a month. I am scared. The guy I get my shit from is a complete junkie, i've wasted HOURS sitting in parking lots waiting for him, sometimes he wont even show. I lie to my wife about where I am going in order to get out to get my pills. She has NO fucking clue, she's a very 'type a' personality, and would not have any sympathy for something like this. Her first thoughts would be how I have lied to her for so long about all this and did it behind her back. That part, I kind of get, but it eats me up doing wht I am doing, without her knowing.
I am currently fucking dopesick, again. Sitting here sweating, depressed as shit, lethargic etc. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Tired of living two lives. -- But the fucked part is sometimes I believe I use to deal with my unhappiness at home. Not sure how happy I am I married this women. Shes very smart, college grad, great job, and a great mother to my kid. Maybe I am just so fucking self destructive that I am pushing myself away from her?
I want to quit...kind of. But I am scared. I haven't gone a weekend without oxy or hydros for a REALLY long time. I feel all that 'artificial' happiness the opiates create will leave a huge void. When I dont use for a for days (like right now), I am constantly getting asked 'whats wrong with you?'.. I feel mentally dull, I have no energy.. I am not my old self, by a long stretch. -- I get clean, get outta the beef of w/d, then justify my usage again and I am back to square one.
Im lost. I feel like I need to kick this thing alone, but it's hard. I see my wife flying around the house getting shit done, while I sit here with hardly enough energy to get up to get my son a fucking juice box. The easy way is out is to go grab $500 worth of oxy tomorrow...but I am at a tipping point where I think I have had enough. ...
Not even sure what I expect to read in response; but I just needed to get this off my chest. I am in a dark place, but have to play it off tht all is well to my friends and family. I have a good job, beautiful family, with a bright future ahead of me...yet, I KNOW that if I keep doing what I am doing, I will destroy all of that. Sigh. What a mess.
I am a 28 year old guy, with a beautiful 3 year old son and a Wife that is an absolute go-getter. I was raised with a Mother who battled addiction (still does) with rx pills and alcohol. I always told myself I'd NEVER go down her road....but somehow, I find myself where I am right now and it's fucking gut wrenching.
A few years back i injured my back while weight lifting. The Doc rx'd me 30 5/500 hydro's. I would take one when my back hurt, sometimes 2. I noticed when I took 2, i would feel pretty damn good. For some odd reason it took a few times of doing that before I figured out that the vikes were putting me in that energetic, euphoric state. I ran though my bottle and moved right along. -- About 7 or so months ago I was talking with a buddy and he tells me he has a friend that sells Norcos. I was immediately interested. My friend lives about 2 hours away, but when he came into town he would pick up 10-20 norcos for me. Id take 1, maybe 1.5 in the evenings as I unwound after work. I'd crack open a good craft beer, pop a few of these through the course of the evening and be on cloud nine. I couldn't believe how awesome they made me feel, not a worry in the world, the things I dreaded; now seemed like a stroll n the park. Life was good.
Fast forward a month or so, my same buddy tells me he also knows this lady that gets 120 percocets a month. She has a chronic back issue, but she didn't use all 120, she'd normally take 30-50 and sell the rest. I wasn't too sure what percs were all about, but I bought 20 from him one day and godddd damn. Those norcos were a thing of the past. The rush and euphoria was amazing. Loved it.
Without going into too much detail. I ended up finding a roxy connect and have worked my way up to 75-100mg of oxy a day. Over the last 7 or so months, I have taken a couple few day breaks, and maybe 1 or 2 full week breaks. I haven't gone a weekend without any pain killer since August. I now buy enough to flip, and get 10-20 free roxys every few days, maybe once a month. I am scared. The guy I get my shit from is a complete junkie, i've wasted HOURS sitting in parking lots waiting for him, sometimes he wont even show. I lie to my wife about where I am going in order to get out to get my pills. She has NO fucking clue, she's a very 'type a' personality, and would not have any sympathy for something like this. Her first thoughts would be how I have lied to her for so long about all this and did it behind her back. That part, I kind of get, but it eats me up doing wht I am doing, without her knowing.
I am currently fucking dopesick, again. Sitting here sweating, depressed as shit, lethargic etc. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Tired of living two lives. -- But the fucked part is sometimes I believe I use to deal with my unhappiness at home. Not sure how happy I am I married this women. Shes very smart, college grad, great job, and a great mother to my kid. Maybe I am just so fucking self destructive that I am pushing myself away from her?
I want to quit...kind of. But I am scared. I haven't gone a weekend without oxy or hydros for a REALLY long time. I feel all that 'artificial' happiness the opiates create will leave a huge void. When I dont use for a for days (like right now), I am constantly getting asked 'whats wrong with you?'.. I feel mentally dull, I have no energy.. I am not my old self, by a long stretch. -- I get clean, get outta the beef of w/d, then justify my usage again and I am back to square one.
Im lost. I feel like I need to kick this thing alone, but it's hard. I see my wife flying around the house getting shit done, while I sit here with hardly enough energy to get up to get my son a fucking juice box. The easy way is out is to go grab $500 worth of oxy tomorrow...but I am at a tipping point where I think I have had enough. ...
Not even sure what I expect to read in response; but I just needed to get this off my chest. I am in a dark place, but have to play it off tht all is well to my friends and family. I have a good job, beautiful family, with a bright future ahead of me...yet, I KNOW that if I keep doing what I am doing, I will destroy all of that. Sigh. What a mess.