07.22.09
Posted in Narcotics Anonymous at 9:21 am by Ron Kerronian
Opiate Medications Avilable! Stop The PAIN NOW! Don’t Be In PAIN! No MORE PAIN! If you’re an addict, you’ve seen these Ads deeply plastered in every concievable written format imaginable – am I right! In fact you’ve probably spent a great amount of effort to find these ads and infiltrate the drug clincs offering the dope.
The question remains are these “Clinics” a beacon of hope for the drug afflicted or are they just leagal drug pushers parading as lambs in wolves clothing? Are they delebrately marketing to addicts to keep us hooked, while at they same lining their pockets with obscene profits as a result of our addiction?
Many of these drug facilities have gotten so bold and casual about the issue, that they even offer 50% of discounts, Opiate dispensing on premises( really what does this mean – think about it, If an addict or a dealer walks in with a fist full of cash, you mean to tell me that these clinics can’t be persuaded to sell those pills?).
Many of these so-called “clinics” often advertise that they are Board Certified, which board (Card board box certified). As a Marketer, I know this is done intentionally to build trust, so the general public will feel they are “Safe” and here to “Help”.
Now, I’m not here to knock legitmate institutions – they do exist. However, from personal experience I know the dangers of such unregulated clinics…in October 2006, I lost a great friend to a “Walk-ins Welcomed” come as you are without a prescription type of outfit; that was only interested in making a quick and “bloody buck”. In my opinion these facilities need to under go more strict regulations…Just my thoughts.
Thenablog and narcotics anonymous(NA) wants to hear your thoughts…”Here your opinions are very welcomed.”
Yours Truely,
Ron Kerrionian
Proud Advocate for:
Thenablog, Social recovery, The AA Blog, In recovery and the entire recovery community.
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07.19.09
Posted in Narcotics Anonymous at 11:55 am by Ron Kerronian
By Ron Kerron
Ah! I remeber it like it was yesterday – in fact it was yesterday! I completely hit rock bottom… I experienced what every addict dreads; I ran out of crack, yet I still had a hunger for the HIGH. If you’ve ever been there you know how that went, I started the “World Famous” crack search, which spanned the entire 500 feet of my apartment… Yo see in my extreme state of crack induced paranoia I often hide pieces of rock from myself or from the imaginary police outside, who I think are shinning lights outside my doors and are ready to arrest me at any moment (How in the world they know I’m in my room sucking on that crack pipe, I just don’t know but they’re out there… I think).
I started rummaging through the cabinets, the drawers, on top of the fridge – there I am on all fours scouring the carpets inch by inch, Like a CSI Miami detective in search of a clue. Finally “Victory” I found what I’ve been looking for – A piece of much welcomed Crack, my mouth began to water…I had to have it. You’ve heard of the “New York Minute”, well I smoked this fucking Rock in what I affectionately call the “Crack Addict Minute” – Holy shit you know what, it was fucking piece of Mozzerella Cheese.
In recovery and all the literature and the blogs, NABlog, AABlog, just to mention a few states that there is a time in every addicts life when they hit that point (BIG or Small) where there is just no going any further – they have a choice to either stay there and die or get up get help and live, this was my moment. I knew I needed some goddamn help, because if I could smoke a friggin milk product, what esle could I end up smoking – the sky’s the limit and I didn’t want to find out.
I wrote this letter over six months ago to my “Guide” what I affectionately refer to my Narcotics Anonymous (NA) sponsor. It was one of his requirements, that I have a personal journal to blatantly document everthing that was occuring in my life – even the relapses. He reffered to is as a “How to” manual, because each entry explains and examines how the desire to use came on, and how I can use that information to not use.
It was difficult at first; you see on a fresh high I had problems writing my own name much less writing a coherent sentence. The following day after the crack left my system, I started writing it felt strange, but good… It was nice to be completely honest wuth my own feelings. I wrote a page a day – and in the process saved my life one day at a time. I haven’t looked back since, and each day I thank my personal “Guide”.
This is Ron Kerronian,
Thanks for letting me share.
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07.06.09
Posted in In The Rooms at 10:24 am by inrecovery
Written By Kerron Wilson
No one ever told me that the climb to recovery is paved with steps – 12 steps total. Now, I’m a pretty fit guy psychically, however, back then I had a hard time emotionally – even while climbing that first step.
You see, I’m a “Type-A” alpha male personality and back then you couldn’t tell me a thing; if Albert Einstein himself came back from the grave and told me the earth circled around the sun, I’d say bullshit.
Now, with that level of ego getting in my way, how could I accept what step 1 proposed: “The I admit I am powerless over Narcotics – That my life had become unmanageable.” I laughed ha “me powerless” me “my life unmanageable” ha, what a bunch of gator balls.
With that attitude I paid little attention to the steps and I continued going about my life experiencing the same people, places and things ya know.” But then in a moment of clarity (My dealer wasn’t returning my calls, to get some dope on credit ya know what I’m talking about) I stumbled on the InTheRooms.com site and started reading one of the NA blogs.
What I read showed me just how powerless and unmanageable my life really had become. In the blog one of the members completely began spilling his guts about the things he did to get high like stealing from his elderly parents and pawning the jewelry (I could relate), like stealing money from his kids piggy banks/college fund (I don’t have kids but I remember stealing money from my nieces and nephews – so I could definitely relate) pretty soon I started to realize that, I was this guy and that my life had indeed been unmanageable and powerless for quite some time.
Because of that blog I decided to find a home meeting to start the 12 step process, I am proud to say my ego finally took a back seat – today I haven’t picked up the pipe in over 7 months… about the only thing I have picked up is my desire to blog on InTheRooms.com maybe I can help another “Know-it-All” get over himself.
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