If you have read the threads in the Canyoneering section, I posted a thread back in March about my Rappelling accident in Moab. I fell over 30+ feet like a rock and fortunately, only broke 1 ankle (the talus, actually. Nothing else). I also thank God everyday that I didn't land on my head (even with a helmet on) or back (had a backpack on too which cushioned the blow when my ankles blew out) or anything else.
And on June 2nd, I get my hardcast removed, and will be able to resume "normal activity". And my brothers, sisters and I have made a goal for me to lose weight (I've gained 10lbs due to inactivity due being in a wheelchair and crutches) and run the Ogden Half-Marathon next year!
Anyways, my point, ever since the accident, my doctor prescribed 120 percocets for the pain - and luckily for me I didn't use a whole lot of them.
I have quite a few left...but I'll be honest, they really, really, really, really work. Not just in knocking out the pain (which I have none now), but also in making you feel really, really, really, really...... good. And that feeling of euphoria lasts for hours. And it's very tempting to take them just for that feeling again.
So, with my better judgement, I poured gasoline all over them and lit them on fire just a few hours ago. I wanted to get rid of any temptation...a bit drastic, but druggies get desperate, as we know.
I actually feel 10x better knowing that they are gone, because I have heard so many stories from friends of friends, and one family member, and others who have struggled with narcotic addiction. And now I have experienced that high - first hand. Very scary! Very addictive. And self-destructive.
This is a judge-free zone, but it really has opened my eyes to the powerful nature of these things. Don't get me wrong, I've studied about it, heard the stories, and ignored it, until it got very personal.