Hey everyone! Today I wanted to share about something that is not talked about enough and people aren’t aware of the effects of drugs take on the user and loved ones.
My name is Dani and I am an addict. I have been clean for five years ago but the life that I have lived still stains me and the wishes to escape never leave. When I grew up in different facilities as a minor, I was put on every drug under the Sun. It numbed me and made me a zombie and in a sense that started my whole problem. Even though these medications were prescribed, they took away all my sense of feeling, an escape. I had a prolonged history of abuse and had chronic health problems that caused pain so a doctor started pprescribing pain medication. I immediately loved the feeling of being pain free not only to the physical pain but the emotional pain so doses went up and then I was cut off and got sick. Horribly sick. I felt like I was literally dying. My body hurt so bad that I was crying. I couldn’t stop shaking and my anxiety was through the roof to name some of my symptoms. So I bought pain meds offthe street and this caused a horrible cycle. Without them I worried the sickness would come back and caused me extreme fear but the cost and the effects it had on my family was too much. I had to get help. I wasn’t doing anything illegal to get the drugs but every cent I made went to them to feel better and to be pain free. Then I had enough and said someone please help me. I found a clinic and was seen a few months later and have been clean since. It’s been a tough ride but know I can’t do that to my family ever again. It drives me now but at the same time I understand the illness and the feeling that you can’t stop.
After years of being clean I saw things from a different angle that pushed me to want to stay clean even more and that was the effects of having someone I try to help turn my world upside down due to drugs. I tried to help this person and in the end they stole everything that could fit in a truck valuable to me. Gifts that I treasured and inherited and things I was holding onto for emergency or my children’s college. Anyways this person got away with mostly everything I valued materially. Then I was threatened in so many ways. At first it was hiding things on my property and property damage. Then after reporting to the police I started receiving visitors and people stalking my house day at night. The police weren’t any help and when I did try to go to them it got worse. She has a friend in the police force and didn’t take kindly to me not listening to her threats. This was a year ago and because of all of this, I don’t feel safe to do anything and always have this debilitating anxiety. It was what I needed least during the year I had. It has been unimaginable to deal with but at the same time it has kept me strong still to keep being clean and never making mistakes I made all those years ago. I know this person is sick and even though she has turned my world upside down because of methamphetamine, I still pray for her sobriety and for her 4 children she has left behind because of this.
Sorry for the rambling guys but I received another call fromher last night and it’s been on my mind about how much it has effected me and maybe by sharing my experience will help someone. Drug addiction hurts all that are involved and I pray if anyone is will going through similar problems that they will persevere. We are all in this thing called life together.❤ I’m here for anyone whom might need someone to just vent to or whatever even if it’s not about addiction. Much love to you guys always!