Just got out of rehab in North Carolina. I was at Red Oak Recovery. This is my story.
My drug use started with PCP, and I traded that addiction for Spice.
It all started when my friend got on probation. He used Spice so he wouldn’t get caught. I became addicted quickly.
I became over-obsessive about getting it and how I was going to find a ride to the smoke shop. When I was running low, I would get on my hands and knees trying to find little specks of spice. I shut all of my friends and family out of my life.
I would use mainly in the bath tub with the water running and the drain clogged. I have come near to drowning several times and have overflowed my bath tub as well.
By the end right before I decided to get help I was withdrawing badly without it. The day before I entered rehab I threw up an excessive amount of blood. That was a huge wake up call, not to mention all the sweat I was waking up in. I could not sleep unless I smoked myself back to sleep. This drug was very detrimental to my health, my relationships, and my treatment.
The PAWS (post acute withdrawal syndrome) made me angry, coming off of it was so hard, I became physically aggressive towards other women in my rehab and punched holes in the walls.
I am in such a different place today, although I do still have PAWS. I know how to cope with them a lot better.
Get help if you are trapped by your pipe or blunts. Don’t be a slave for as long as I was.