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And for some time doctors were prescribing it for ailments that didn't require it or were prescribing doses in excess of what was needed, creating addicts. Once deprived of their legal source and unable to kick the habit, they turn to illegal sources.
We can't honestly say the drug companies didn't play a hand in this either. The amount of pills that were sold into Mingo County WV for example should have raised red flags across the board, but the shipments kept coming. Over the course of roughly a decade 20 MILLION pills were shipped into a town of 2900 people and no one batted an eye.
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Maybe for some small, miniscule sliver of the population. But it's a fucking black swan.
The vast majority of people with pill problems are recreational users of many drugs, who run across a handful of percocet and say "yeah, fuck it, this looks like fun" and they toss em down the hatch, just like many other types of drugs. Whether it's heroin, meth or whatever, two things are clear. Substance abusers *will* abuse substances for a variety of reasons, and your average soccer mom doesn't start sucking dicks at highway rest stops after she strains her back and gets a bottle of percocet. It just doesn't happen in any statistically meaningful way. And I'd bet my nutsack that had those soccer moms who did develop an issue with them, not had access to opioids, it would be benzos, or alcohol, or whatever. The person was broken, the meds weren't.
Again, the inanimate object is not the issue. If there's a "crisis" in this country, it's a mental health crisis, which by the way is the cause of most drug problems and homelessness. Thank Carter and Reagan for that.
When I was a kid (young adult, like 19), I was actually given a script for Vicoden just to have on hand. Dr had no problem with it. I had a really bad head cold once, I took one pill a day which made my day less shitty. Then maybe one a year later when I had a particularly nasty headache. That fucking bottle lasted me 5 years. I suppose it's just inexplicable how I avoided shooting up smack in back alleys.
As an adult, I was given a prescription for 24 Ultram (Tramadol) after a back injury. I was accidentally given 240 of them. This was pre-schedule. It would have been very easy to take those recreationally, and there were enough to create a problem. But it didn't and they just sat in the closet - just like the *vast* majority of people prescribed.
Yet, a couple of years ago I broke a fucking molar in half, and the urgent care doctor accused me of "drug seeking". Yeah fuckhead, I'm a well dressed guy in his mid 40s with a broken and bleeding tooth, 1300 miles from my dentist with a plane flight between me and home. Nope, just told me to take Ibuprofen (I had done that already). Ok, fuck him, on to the next Urgent care. Next guy gave me norco. Finally, some relief.
And to hell with my tooth, there are people with legitimate chronic pain being taken off the only effective thing for them because their physician is scared of nanny government. It's fucking horrible.
As a result of that norco.......well, I'm typing this from my Obama phone, homeless and ready to take another dick up the ass in exchange for a handful of pills. I've got a few clean needles left, but when I run out it's cool, my hooker friend said she'd give me some of hers, she rinsed them out with some Aquafina first so no worries.