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I took the first pill. That was 11 years ago. It started out slow and progressed to pacing myself to about 12 a day. I stole the pills from family and ANYONE else who would let me in their house. When I didn't have pills I would drink to fill the void. I became addicted to just about anything that would fill this void. It just happens to be that my drug of choice was pain pills. |
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My turning point, or moment of clarity, occurred in the back of a sheriff's car. My wife, bless her soul, called the cops. This is exactly what I needed. Fear and pain are great motivators and I was very afraid and in a lot of emotional pain. She warned me that if I stole any more pills from her or anyone else she would call the authorities. Thank God she followed through. This incident was the “kick in the rear” I needed honestly seek help. |
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I've been sober now for one year, 2 months and a week. I've got a sponsor and I am working the steps. I went to a treatment center and followed through with after-care. I have even been asked to sponsor some guys and it has been one of the most beneficial things I've done. |
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Humble yourself. Learn to accept the fact that you may not have all the answers and that it is ok to seek help and advice from others. Have an open mind and honestly try the suggestions given to you. Get involved and PRAY. |
