For nearly 12 years, we’ve helped hundreds of Xanax addicts find their way. Below, you can hear from a couple of our program alumni.
Kevin was just 14 when he started on the road to addiction. A quiet student with big goals, he suffered from severe anxiety.
“I knew that it was anxiety, but I couldn’t get over it. It was months and months, and so, I finally went to get help. My mom wasn’t crazy about it, but they put me on Xanax.”
Kevin followed the pharmacist’s instructions to the letter, and his anxiety got better. The difference was noticeable to Kevin’s family and friends. Then, the medication stopped working. That’s when the addiction started.
“I thought that I could maybe just take it an extra pill every day. I was sure that it wouldn’t make that much of an impact.”
Those extra doses started to add up. Eventually, Kevin began skipping school. He hid his grades from his parents, who started to notice Kevin’s strange personality fluctuations.
Thinking nothing of it but teenage hormones, they ignored it. When the pharmacy called Joanna, Kevin’s mom, to notify her that a new prescription was ready to be filled, she became alarmed. The prescription he had should have lasted 2 more weeks.
When Kevin and his family came to us, the family was in pieces. The day his residential treatment began, “my life started over”. Months later, we asked Kevin to reflect on his experience.
“It was hell. It was like, watching a person that you know hurt themselves but there’s nothing you can do. I can’t even really explain the drive I had to keep taking the drugs. It was this urge that I couldn’t stop. I thought I could do it alone. I wanted to do it alone. Cutting of everyone wasn’t the solution.
I’ve learned to stay away from people and things that trigger me. I go to meetings now because I want to, not because I have to.
It didn’t happen overnight. It took a lot of pain and tears, but somehow I’m better off now. I know the person that I never want to be again.”