Oh, those wacky locker room shenanigans....

DAMMIT... you beat me to this.

next on SVU.... The following story is fictional and does not depict any actual person or event... which is the only way I know for SURE that is does.

Email me if you ever need ANYTHING... sometimes just a word of encouragement and knowing you’re not alone helps. Maybe this comment won’t get pulled... hopefully it’ll be up long enough for you to get my address: marissabeth1973@gmail.com. It’s worth the risk of getting slammed with other emails if I can help you.

Just checking on you.

Thanks for the update! Are you in the states? Walmart usually has the immodium for pennies per tablet (8.98 for 200), and they are in a bottle, so you aren’t fighting those pill packs to open.

Oh!!! Please allow me to beg your pardon. I didn’t realize you were speaking with the authority granted to you by your non-American country! I’d be curious what country has no drug problem.

I went to a doctor for back pain.. over the course of 5 years, I went from ONE lortab 10 daily for pain to FIVE each day. The damage to my nervous system caused by these drugs, as well as to my own mental state, was almost irreparable. By the time I wanted to stop taking these pills, I’d already become so mentally and…

Amino acids help me, and wellbutrin

I went to the store and about that shit OTC for restless legs. I also tried kratom, but found that DLPA/Ginseng/L-Tyrosine is what helps me the most.

Getting off of the subutext was a bitch. I ATE bottles of immodium, chasing it with tagamet and grapefruit juice. Eventually, it got easier. And it’s always there. I miss the confidence I had when I was fresh into a dose, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to feel that rush of adrenaline again.

I remember laying in bed, googling “Lortab overdose,” terrified that I’d have to wake up my husband and ask him to call 911. However, what scared me more wasn’t the impending OD, but the fact I’d have to tell him what was going on. I laid there, counting my breaths, trying to stay conscious, and promising myself that…

This story kicked me in the gut. My mother was an alcoholic, and I struggled with opiate addiction for years. Addiction isn’t a lifestyle you choose. Sobriety isn’t easy, nor is it a wagon to which you strap yourself. Functional addicts are the most at risk because, until they crash and burn, no one has any idea of…

Glad I’m not the only one who wondered why Steven Tyler was calling bullshit.

OMG. I hate that show. There’s some awful video making its way around the internet now that has some woman berating a man for using food stamps at a Walmart. My first thought was, this is so over the top that it must be that fucking awful show. All this shit just numbs us, tempering our reactions so when we DO…

I’m just surprised chimichangas aren’t on the menu.

Oh Titus, you glorious bitch... I’ve missed you so much.

Finally, an error I can get behind.

I was the office manager, executive assistant of a women’s health clinic (abortion clinic), and I can assure you the staff of the clinic treated the POC (products of conception) with care and respect. It has been my experience that the employees in the lab who work the POC are compassionate and caring individuals.

Accidental opiate-induced deaths are on the rise, especially among women, and are increasingly being mistaken for suicide. Rx-related deaths have increased over 400% in women from ‘99-‘10.