ScoobysTales

In 1973 I attempted suicide by drinking almost a gallon of vodka, disconnecting the gas wall heater and passing out. The room filled with the gas and ignited on the pilot lights of the kitchen. I was burned over 65 percent of my body.

Angela, the pain of a burn is something else, and they kept giving me one pain med after another, and carefully weaning me off them. A hypnotherapist was the most effective in helping me with the pain, and getting my voice back (I lost it).

I have to say that's just my story. You are writing yours. At your age, there are parts of the growing up process that will test your resolve, again and again, not to use the pain medication. If you can find the right (emphasize "right") person to work with you, I hope you will give it a shot.

Narcotics Anonymous has a program that works; I've seen people who were on worse drugs (heroin, cocaine) as well as pain meds. It's talking with people who have been there, done that...it seems to work the best.

Go to the core of the problem. People who substitute methadone for heroin seem like they trade in one monster for another.

I've got my voice back and I think the song Carly Simon sings about "wisdom for the pain" could be one of my theme songs.

I have found a spiritual connection with God as I understand him (or her) is working. I would suggest a group of people about your own age. Young people don't want to listen to old fogies, do they?

Sending you my love and a big hug!