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Painkillers, Klonopin (Anti-anxiety agents)...finally inhalants |
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My addiction started when I was given a prescription for hydrocodone plus guifasen cough syrup for acute bronchitis. I was a stay at home mom after quitting my very successful career and was taking classes to become a fitness trainer. I also worked as a fitness model.
After I stopped taking the cough syrup, I became depressed and experienced symptoms of opiate withdrawal. Finding opiates on the internet was easy, and also finding potentiators and other medications that would enable me sleep better at night (Xanax, Klonopin, Soma). This started a hugely expensive, 5 year battle with pills. |
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After taking opiates, benzos, soma and other various pills, my finances (my husband and myself) began to drain away....but my husband was making a good income, traveled internationally which allowed me to continue my downward spiral. I continued to work out daily and my life didn't seem any different to anyone else, but me and my husband's sex life ended, and that's where our marriage started falling apart. |
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My husband's company was bought out by another company, so my husband took a package offered (he had worked there for over 20 years) and we both stayed at home. My husband began drinking more heavily, I began to use more frequently and we both began to use recreational drugs. He died of an overdose in 2007, I didn't know how to deal with ANYTHING anymore, so I became angry at myself and took the wrong path of criminal activity.
I lost my large house, my condominium, my house was burglarized, I wrecked 4 cars and also lost custody of my children. This was from a woman who had everything together before pills. I felt so blessed in my life before this, and I ended up in jail for 6 months withdrawing from Klonopin during the Christmas season - no family, my children staying with a relative, I was in jail, extremely sick and my husband dead.
Material things were all gone, but that didn't matter to me, I would have gladly given everything I had if I could have just had my family. |
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I had read forums during the time of my ongoing addiction warning that the use of drugs leads to three things: death, incarceration or in a mental hospital. I experienced all three. There is no high better than the natural one God gave us. I've lost everything, but am slowly gaining it back due to my spiritual experiences.
I am out of jail, I have found a wonderful job and am putting my life back together. It has been pure hell, and there is NO PILL or drug worth what I've gone through. I had been running on mere survival mode when in jail because of the horrendous nature of this place and people in it. I had to grieve my husband's death in jail, and am seeing a therapist.
PLEASE, I never thought it would happen to me, but my perfect life was ruined. I am positive that I will build a new one, but as a warning to anyone going down this very dangerous road, DEATH, INCARCERATION and MENTAL HOSPITALS are likely in your future if you intend on abusing drugs. |
