So... This is my story.
From the age of 18 i started useing opiates, started out as percs and moved up to methadone. I was very heavy into snorting Methadone and i did that for over ten years straight if i didn't have it i would go crazy, no sleep for days. Finally I met my wife 3 years ago and about a year in she figured out what i was doin. I couldn't go home after work without goin and gettin more to get me through the next day. It was bad, i tried many times to quit just couldn't handle the days with no sleep cuz i knew if i had just a little I would be "OK" but that would put me right back into it. After she found out she kicked me out and told me to get help so I went to the local boat landing and did one and told myself it would be the last I would ever do. So I sat there and did a lot of thinking and threw the rest that i had in the trash. Then I started my detox, It went ok for about a day and a night then it got better after about a week of hell! Went to doctor second day in and got klonopin that was the only thing that would help me sleep. After about a month af taking klonopin I decided to stop takin them because i felt i didnt need them anymore and i did real well!
A year into sobriety we tied the knot and everything was wonderful! Greatest day of my life up until my baby was born! My lil girl was born just after my 2 years of being sober. She Is so sweet and I cant wait to be home to see my family everyday! Thats what i look forward to. So... My wife had to have a c-section and when we were sent home she got a script of percs and I was giving them to her when they were scheduled to be takin and i did great! I never took one, In my mind being able to give them to her and not take one was a great feeling to me! Like an accomplishment. Then it goes down hill... So after about 3 days of her taking them she decided to stop taking them and she put them in the medicine cabinet. I noticed them maybe a maybe a week after and for some reason i took one, not sure what i was thinking at the time, (just want a little release from stress from being so busy and not much rest or maybe to test myself to see if i can take it and just give it up without any issues or maybe a lil taste of what was so great to in the past with everything i did in my life it was involved in that ended up ruining my life for many years!.) I then did one each day for just over a week then stopped and after about 3 days of stopping my wife found the bottle missing a bunch. Wish i would of told her to put them away at the time but my mind was not thinking clearly. I was not thinkin of the consequences of losing my wife, kids, just everything that means so much to me now.
Thanks for reading, im just looking for a little feedback on what i should do to help me through this phase.
From the age of 18 i started useing opiates, started out as percs and moved up to methadone. I was very heavy into snorting Methadone and i did that for over ten years straight if i didn't have it i would go crazy, no sleep for days. Finally I met my wife 3 years ago and about a year in she figured out what i was doin. I couldn't go home after work without goin and gettin more to get me through the next day. It was bad, i tried many times to quit just couldn't handle the days with no sleep cuz i knew if i had just a little I would be "OK" but that would put me right back into it. After she found out she kicked me out and told me to get help so I went to the local boat landing and did one and told myself it would be the last I would ever do. So I sat there and did a lot of thinking and threw the rest that i had in the trash. Then I started my detox, It went ok for about a day and a night then it got better after about a week of hell! Went to doctor second day in and got klonopin that was the only thing that would help me sleep. After about a month af taking klonopin I decided to stop takin them because i felt i didnt need them anymore and i did real well!
A year into sobriety we tied the knot and everything was wonderful! Greatest day of my life up until my baby was born! My lil girl was born just after my 2 years of being sober. She Is so sweet and I cant wait to be home to see my family everyday! Thats what i look forward to. So... My wife had to have a c-section and when we were sent home she got a script of percs and I was giving them to her when they were scheduled to be takin and i did great! I never took one, In my mind being able to give them to her and not take one was a great feeling to me! Like an accomplishment. Then it goes down hill... So after about 3 days of her taking them she decided to stop taking them and she put them in the medicine cabinet. I noticed them maybe a maybe a week after and for some reason i took one, not sure what i was thinking at the time, (just want a little release from stress from being so busy and not much rest or maybe to test myself to see if i can take it and just give it up without any issues or maybe a lil taste of what was so great to in the past with everything i did in my life it was involved in that ended up ruining my life for many years!.) I then did one each day for just over a week then stopped and after about 3 days of stopping my wife found the bottle missing a bunch. Wish i would of told her to put them away at the time but my mind was not thinking clearly. I was not thinkin of the consequences of losing my wife, kids, just everything that means so much to me now.
Thanks for reading, im just looking for a little feedback on what i should do to help me through this phase.

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