What is a painkiller addiction? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s a cancer that you personally insert into your life. It really is. I know because I personally was responsible for destroying my life with a painkiller addiction. Yeah, sucks, huh? I started out as a regular guy with a slightly regular back injury and became a guy with a far from regular painkiller addiction. The pain from my injury was fierce and I’ll be honest, it was a little unbearable. I tried as hard as I could to endure it without the painkillers but it was virtually impossible. I started taking the pills and trying as hard as I could to not rely on them, but I finally gave in. I soon became a painkiller monster. I was popping them like candy and not necessarily for the pain. They made me feel good and made me forget the pain. Hell, they made me forget the pain of everything in life. That was all fine and good, but I eventually realized that I had a problem that needed to be handled. I finally made the call and the drug treatment center took me the rest of the way. I got help for my painkiller addiction and turned my life back around. Thank god for drug treatment.

No one ever sees painkiller addiction coming. Lord knows I didn’t. One day you’re filling a prescription for OxyContin and the next day…Boom: You’re cutting open pills in your kitchen at three in the morning while your wife and three kids are sleeping just down the hall.

Not pretty, I know. Nothing about painkiller addiction ever is.

Things are different, now. I got help. Drug Rehab. From rehab experts. I got help, and it changed everything. As hard it as it was, as much as painkiller addiction put up one nasty whale of a fight…I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I won’t have it any other way. Not now. Not ever.

Beating painkiller addiction was the best thing I ever did: for me, for my wife, for my kids. It can be the best thing you ever do too…so long as you’ve got the guts to make it happen. Here’s hoping you find a way to do what you’ve got to.