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Addiction is addiction to me...I know myself, and I know I am weak when it comes to opiates. From the time a couple years ago that I took my first Vicodin, I knew I was in trouble. It made me feel great, and my problems seemed much more insignificant all of a sudden. I remember standing in the ocean after taking my first pill, and a warmth spread through my body. I was having fun with my child and husband, but I couldn't wait to get back to the car to take another pill. I just wanted more of that good feeling. I could go on and on, but I will spare you. I'm depressed today, and a Vicodin (or a handful) would really feel good right about now.
At this point in my addiction, bupenorphine was suggested to me by a doctor of addiction. In his opinion, I had a disease that needs treatment. The same as any other chronic, re-occuring disease. He did not seem to care if I called it addiction, fibromyalgia or depression. His only point was that I need to be on medication and someone else needed to control the pill bottle. Sometime in early December I will start. Past that I am out of ideas. If I must I will go back to meetings 7 days a week, call my sponsor, work the steps, get involved in service work and basically spend a good portion of my life taking about my addiction.
Something seems to switch in our brain once we become addicted. We cross a line that we can never return to. For example, long before I became addicted to oxys I used them on occassion when I drank. I didn't drink that often but when I did there was nothing better than what we called a "champ pill" like a loritab or oxy to increase the buzz. I would take one pill and then not use another for 3 or 4 months. When I became addicted I crossed that line of mere sporadic use forever. I can never just take a pill here or there again. My brain is reprogrammed and one pill will never satisfy it. In that way, the addiction has become a disease. The treatment of the disease of addiction is always in our control. Of course, as mentioned above, the deeper we become addicted the more control we lose. Some here have found the strength to overcome years, even decades, of addiction. In some miraculous way, they were still able to exercise control, make the choice to become clean. Hats off to all of you. I was only addicted for about 8 months. I got into a pretty heavy habit. I do take responsibility for my choices. I have made some pretty damn bad ones. But I know I can never have a "champ pill" again. I am an addict and I have a treatable disease. Just my opinion.