I was 27 when I went cold turkey off opiates—for the second time.
I knew the Real Me—whoever that would be—was no drug addict. What started as the pursuit of a high and some illicit fun had mutated into a truly double life. Something incongruous had taken hold of me, and the (illusion of) control I had worked so hard to claim had been lost.
Opiate withdr…
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