As a recovering addict to this substance I have first hand experience. When I first became addicted it was 100% on me. Some of it was being naive and thinking “I won’t get addicted to this stuff”. Boy was that a stupid way of thinking. Once I was a full blown addict this Christian man had one thing on his mind everyday, where to get more drugs. So after hundreds of ER visits, doctors visits, and many self inflicted injuries I finally reached the bottom. I had nowhere else to go. So I prayed to God for help and started looking for a way out. Thankfully I found a doctor that prescribed suboxone which is itself an opioid used to treat addiction. This medicine has changed my life. And my two cousins’ lives. But it was a long and terrible journey to get to where I am today. Along my drug addicted journey I found a few doctors that knew I was an addict but they didn’t care. They over prescribed me pills. I was taking over 30 Percocet’s a day when I was at my peak! Just think about that for a minute. I am very blessed to have not died of an overdose myself. A couple times I thought I was going to die. I have never experienced that feeling before and I hope I never do again. Sadly there are many doctors around this country and state that just don’t care. All they are concerned with is making money. These doctors deserve to lose their license and to go to prison. But I believe it is almost 100% on the individual. But sometimes doctors overprescribe from the get go. And most of these doctors once the person is an addict don’t care. They’ll just kick them to the curb. I actually went to my PC doctor and told them. I was treated like a piece of trash. This terrible disease affects all walks of life. I am a Christian man with a family and I fell victim to this. I can’t believe I did some of the stuff I did. Stuff I would never have done if I weren’t an addict. I stole from my parents, aunt and uncle, sister, and cousin. My cousin and I were even going to break in to our pharmacy one night but thankfully I didn't. He was the getaway driver and I was the one that was going to break in. I was actually walking up to the door and was going to break it out with a hammer in my bag but right as I got to the door a man walked by and I got scared so I didn’t do it. I truly believe that was God intervening to help me not make that mistake that could have very well ruined the entire rest of my life. I would have never in a million years even thought about doing something like that. But being an addict makes people do very ignorant things. That addiction owns you. You do what it tells you. Most people that have never been an addict have no idea and can’t relate or sympathize with someone that is addicted. My dad came unglued when I broke down and told him and my mom. He didn’t understand how I could “let” myself get that way. Thankfully my mom had sympathy for me and told my dad to shut up and that I needed help. I have been sober since 2011. Since then I have gotten the best job I have ever had, started living as a Christian again, became a good husband, and father and a son to my parents. I have built my credit back up and now own my dream home. It is possible to come out of the gutter. But I couldn’t have done it without help form my God and my family. For them I eternally grateful.It is undeniably sad to learn of people becoming addicted, and even dying due to an overdose of these drugs. Who you think the responsibility falls on for this? The Big Pharmaceutical Companies, The Doctors who prescribed the drugs, Or the the individual who was prescribed them? Maybe there is another factor here?
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