i think we addicts are allergic to pain.we run from it,worship it,live in avoidance,and allow it to manage our lives.i had a tooth pulled a couple of weeks ago.my diseased ass lived in avoidence of reality for so long,and for not taking care of life on lifes terms,well,reality happened.life caught up.

the dentist offered me one of my diseases old snacks for pain.i told him about this lovely disease we have,and that my ass always breaks out in a pair of handcuffs when i take one of anything.dont know how he took this,but i have to put first things first today,and using no longer works for me.

he gave me torodol[may be misspelled].it worked really well.i did do some meditation while the work was being done.

there is a joke in the rooms of na about a cure for addiction.take this one pill and the disease leaves.addicts want to double the amount,a life overdose....