For 20 years, I depended on prescribed opiates just to function through chronic pain. Doctors handed them out freely—until they couldn’t explain my condition. Then suddenly, I wasn’t a patient anymore…I was labeled a “drug seeker.” Testing stopped. Support disappeared. I was pushed onto methadone and left to figure it out on my own.
Eventually, I did what they wouldn’t—I kept searching. I discovered a rare genetic nerve disorder in my family and finally got confirmation: I had it too. No cure. No real treatment. Just a lifetime of managing pain.
But I refused to stay trapped.
If I didn’t take those medications, I got violently sick. I couldn’t function. My life revolved around avoiding withdrawal—not living. So I made a choice to find another way.
I turned to cannabis and natural herbs (like kr @ +0m leaf)
Today, I am 10 years free from opiate dependence.
For two decades, I legally carried enough prescription opiates to kill multiple people. Now, I use a plant that has never caused a fatal overdose—and in Tennessee, that makes me a criminal.
That’s not just backwards. It’s dangerous.
It’s time to change this.
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