View All General Comment Abuse Story Death Story Chronic Pain Story       Please sign our Guestbook Name:Recovering Addict Email:xxstr8degoxx Type:Abuse Story Date:11/9/2002 I am a recovering addict from Philadelphia,PA with 37 days clean and its the best thing in the world. Im clean not just from opiates, all narcotics...I was 22 yrs. when I was introduced to percocet, and I remember one of my friends saying to me dont take it , you will like it to much..I said to myself....no way, I got this under control....as so I thought.....I wouldnt be tellin this story today, if I would have kept an ear open for a second, easier said then done.Not a few years went by I was at that same friends funeral because of an overdose of opiates, Guess what I was high at the funeral. I started as weekend warrior and then gradually I got hooked that easy I thought I was cool, bragging how many perks I could eat, That's a disgrace, now that I look at it.One day a girl from a different neighborhood said..I got oxycontin and I said whats that? she explained, told me that they were better than perks, Little did I know that they were really bad. my girlfriend said now your gonna get bad on them Just like the perks, I said , I know what im doin.....next thing I know im eating 10 80 mg oxy's a day it was horribble...then it got worse then in Jan. 2002 I started using heroin......then I knew my days were numbered...... I tried detox it didnt work for me cause I didnt want it. Then one morning I said my life isnt that bad and checked myself into rehab...and these are the happiest days of my lives being clean & sober. I turn 30 in less than a month and I am very lucky to be here aside from all my problems, problems can be fixed, but you cant fix death and thats where I was headed and I hope everyone who is still using can relate to my story and keep an open mind. Think do I really wanna live this way using this drug that is killing all kinds of beautiful people. It isnt fair to all the loved ones out there.So just take your time and think of what could happen if you used an oxycontin again alot of bad things it has nothing to do with anyone else, do wanna abuse this drug anymore.....its easy to get help but, do you wanna stop? Yes you do! Today, I am happy ,that I can sit here and type this story to help someone else....I am early in recovery an addict can relapse at any time but we dont have to.....I will pray for all of you..........   Name:cece doss Email:CECEjoy Type:Chronic Pain Story Date:11/8/2002 iam so sorry about the loss of your dear son!! MY STORY IS MY HUSBAND A WONDERFUL MAN THAT HAS GOTTON HOOCKED ON OXYCONTIN,LOLLIPOPS MED. KNOWN TO HAVE A HIGH MILG. OF OXY. ALSO THE PILL FORM. HE WAS SOBER AND CLEAN FOR 12 YRS. FROM ALOCHOL AND STREET DRUGS. THAN HE HAD A TERRIBLE ACCICDENT IN 1995 AND HAD SURGEY IN 9-25-01 HAS 2 STEAL BARS AND 6 SCREWS IN HIS BACK. HE WAS CLEAN FOR A SHORT TIME, BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET THE WITHDRAWLS HE WANT THRU AFTER SURGEY!!!! it was today like a herion addic. MY HUSBAND TODAY TAKES 1 40 MILG. 3 TO 5 A DAY. I AM NOW GOING TO AA MEETINGS AND ALONON MEETINGS TO HELP ME DEAL WITH THIS VERY ADDICTIVE OXYCONTIN DRUG, THAT HIS DOCTOR HAS VERY FREELY GIVEN HIM. THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING ME TO SHARE MY STORY WITH YOU ALL. MAY GOD GIVE US THE POWER TO DEAL WITH THOSE THAT LIVE WITH A OXYCONTIN USER,THAT ABUSES ITS POWER TO REALLY HELP THOSE IN DIEARY NEED OF IT. SINCERLEY IN CHRIST JESUS THAT WILL HELP IS MAKE THE CHOICES, CECEJOY   Name:Lori Stamey Email:[email protected] Type:Death Story Date:11/8/2002 I had put a story on here about a year ago and can't find it. It must be one that got deleted by hackers? It bares telling again. And perhaps by telling it again, it will help me come to grips with the reality of death. I don't understand what happens when someone dies. One day they are here, looking at you, talking to you, and the next day, there is nothing. Where is that beautiful person you saw only yesterday? It is not something I can accept, or understand. An old friend of mine died from an overdose of oxy contin. We had grown apart since I had gotten married and had a child, but I still loved him. I will always miss him. The anniversary of his death is approaching and I find that I am still as heartbroken and destroyed as I was a year ago when it happened. Part of me is mad at him that he took the stupid drug, and the other part of me is mad at myself for not being a better friend to him. I should have never lost touch with him. Everyday I think about him, and so many days I spend going to the cemetary. I keep hoping that one day it will not hurt so much, but it always does. I dream about him, I dream that I am there the night he is leaving to go to that party, where he died. I dream that I tell him not to go, I grab him, and hold him so tight that he decides not to go. But then I wake up, and realize he really is gone. Forever. What can I do to make people see that "a good time" is not worth your life. Your dreams, your hopes, can all slip away. And the people that love you are left with a huge hole in their souls. There is nothing I can ever do or say to bring my friend back. Nothing I will ever do that will change what has happened. I can not accept that, I will never accept it. I know until I do that I will continue to feel this way, but somehow I don't feel that I deserve to get over it. I should have been a better friend. I should have stayed in touch and been involved with his life. I should have known things were this bad. I am so sorry. That is not nearly enough, nothing ever will be, but I am truly sorry that I wasn't there for him. My friend was Michael Norton. He died November 18th 2001. I love you and I will always miss you.

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