powerfulthoughts
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For a few years now, I have taken hydrocodone (vicodin) or sometimes oxycodone (percocet) to numb my social anxiety. And trust me, it works. I have been relying on it to get me through work, and when I take it, I am sociable, funny, and love being there. When I don't take it, I am awkward, scared, and cannot socialize for the life of me.
This dependence has led me to a dilemma. I am spending a lot of money keeping this up. I also feel like I am physically and mentally addicted; not severely so, but enough to feel the sting of being without them. Every time that I want to stop taking them, I go out in public and think, "oh yeah, this is why I take them." The inward feeling of hell is too strong for me, and I succumb again to seeking out the pills.
I am not a person who anyone would think would take these pills. I hide it very well. These pills do not make me act reckless or stupid. They merely numb my fear. I don't feel fearful AT ALL while I take them. This effect only lasts a couple hours though, and then my self-consciousness and social anxiety seeps back in. It feels like magic for 2 hours.
I'm aware this feeling is because I am technically "high" on the chemical, but I don't care. I am fully functional and actually perform my job and all social functions much better while I take them. This is a very hard thing for me to deal with, because I cannot afford to keep taking these pills. Financially it takes a toll on me, and I know my physical health is at risk too, although I don't really feel too much of that now.
I am pretty much two different people with these pills in my life. People at my job probably think I have multiple personalities. One scared weirdo, and the other confident and funny, and pleasant to be around.
One person does know that I take vicodin to feel better in social situations, and he said "you don't want to have to depend on them." But really, I have NOTHING else. The only time I have ever hung out with anyone, or had any meaningful interactions with people is because I was on vicodin.
This leaves me in a very bad spot. I either keep taking them and lose a lot of money and possibly health, or I completely stop and continue to live in the dreaded torture of social phobia and fear. I am not happy about either option.
Okay, I am done writing my thoughts. I just needed somewhere to express and sort of get these thoughts out of my system. Thanks for reading if you did.
This dependence has led me to a dilemma. I am spending a lot of money keeping this up. I also feel like I am physically and mentally addicted; not severely so, but enough to feel the sting of being without them. Every time that I want to stop taking them, I go out in public and think, "oh yeah, this is why I take them." The inward feeling of hell is too strong for me, and I succumb again to seeking out the pills.
I am not a person who anyone would think would take these pills. I hide it very well. These pills do not make me act reckless or stupid. They merely numb my fear. I don't feel fearful AT ALL while I take them. This effect only lasts a couple hours though, and then my self-consciousness and social anxiety seeps back in. It feels like magic for 2 hours.
I'm aware this feeling is because I am technically "high" on the chemical, but I don't care. I am fully functional and actually perform my job and all social functions much better while I take them. This is a very hard thing for me to deal with, because I cannot afford to keep taking these pills. Financially it takes a toll on me, and I know my physical health is at risk too, although I don't really feel too much of that now.
I am pretty much two different people with these pills in my life. People at my job probably think I have multiple personalities. One scared weirdo, and the other confident and funny, and pleasant to be around.
One person does know that I take vicodin to feel better in social situations, and he said "you don't want to have to depend on them." But really, I have NOTHING else. The only time I have ever hung out with anyone, or had any meaningful interactions with people is because I was on vicodin.
This leaves me in a very bad spot. I either keep taking them and lose a lot of money and possibly health, or I completely stop and continue to live in the dreaded torture of social phobia and fear. I am not happy about either option.
Okay, I am done writing my thoughts. I just needed somewhere to express and sort of get these thoughts out of my system. Thanks for reading if you did.