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Swim's story of Oxycontin (oxycodone) addiction
Jake=Swim. I originally put this on myspace and didnt want people to know it was swim.
This story's about a kid thats a really good friend of mine. Great kid, just made some stupid decisions. We all make stupid decisions in life but there are certain ones that can kill you. My friend made one of those decisions. We'll call him Jake.
My friend Jake started abusing prescription painkillers early in his sophomore year of high school. This is a time when the human body is the most susceptible to developing addiction. It's usually when most addictions are started. He worked in a pharmacy so it was available and easy to do. Oxycontin was his drug of choice and he did it every single day. It put him to sleep at night and got him through school everyday. Almost everyone in his classes knew that he was always high; I don't know how he didn't get caught. He had been stealing the pills from the pharmacy that he worked at.
Spring break of sophomore year, Jake was at his friend's house in Waldwick, New Jersey. As usually he was railing pills all night. His friend's older brother was into that stuff too so he popped a couple oxycontins. Jake left at about 11 o'clock and I went to sleep. At about 12:30 Jake got a phone call that changed the way he looked at life. His friend's older brother had passed out in the bathroom for 3 hours and was rushed to the hospital. He was barely breathing when he arrived in the ER. Apparently he had also been on xanax and coke that night. He lived but it brought things into perspective for Jake. Jake immediately went to the bathroom and flushed his entire stash down the toilet. It was about 400 dollars worth of drugs.
Jake knew how that oxycontin was addicted when he started, He just thought he was stronger than the pills. He found out that he wasn't stronger than the pills. He went through a pretty serious withdrawal. He didnt sleep a wink, he had severe headaches and bodyaches, extremely loose stools, anxiety, depression, hopelessness, sweat, shaked, and shivered no matter what temperature it was. All night he crawled around him room looking for pills on the ground, pouncing on anything that slightly resembled a pill. He was in the worst mood all the time. He felt like nothing could cheer him up. He couldn't even go to work to steal more pills to feed his addiction. After about 3 days of torture, he relapsed. He called up a friend who had been selling pills for him. Jake begged him for a couple to hold him over. At first he wasn't going to give him any for his own good but Jake persuaded him to let him have two 80mg oxycontins. Jake planned on only doing half of one tonight and save the others for the next couple of days. He winded up doing both of them in the 5 hours that followed.
So is Jake clean now? Nope. Still does pills every day of his life. This is the 11th months of him being dependent on Oxycontin. He has a habit of 300 mgs a day. When he's asked why he still does it he doesn't have a good answer. The pills own him. A little pill smaller than a tylenol has fucked up my friend's perfectly good life. They have ruined his grades, relationships, and most importantly the way he looks at himself.
If you ever actually take any advice from me, please let this be it. You don't want to be depended on an illegal substance, especially when you're so damn young, it sucks ass. So please, don't get involved with it. Don't even touch it. It will grab you by your throat and dangle you off a cliff finally dropping you when there's nothing else to live for. No one knows when Jakes going to finally drop, but its going to happen.
Last edited by Dickon; 08-06-2009 at 17:43.
Reason: admitted naughty things. Better title
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28-09-2007, 01:04
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