I was 25 and engaged to my first wife. I was with my college friends in the mountains, camping for the weekend. We have gone every year since college. We were climbing down a ravine to swim in the spring when I made a very stupid decision and went down way too fast. I ended up falling hard. On the way down I tore an mcl in my left knee, got a concussion and broke my clavicle. I ended up needing surgery on my knee to repair the damage. I was given Vicodin for the pain. Three weeks prior I had my wisdom tooth taken out and was given Vicodin then as well. I never took the Vicodin for the tooth but I did after the surgery. I was in a lot of pain but I loved the feeling of the Vicodin. Unfortunately I had more than enough to get me hooked.
Prior to this I was extremely straight edge. I drank once in awhile. I was in great shape and my career was awesome. My fiance was amazing. It all fell apart within the span of a year. I won't go into detail but I was a disaster and hurt everyone around me.
I turned my life around and got clean and sober. I am remarried with a beautiful girl. It took a long time to climb back. Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like. That accident was a result of a bad decision in how I approached the climb. If I didn't have the accident then I wouldn't have needed the surgery. The addiction may have happened anyway but my career and marriage was destroyed. I lost a lot of friends.
But then again I am very comfortable in my skin today even after all the pain. I wouldn't have my beautiful family; my daughter. I can't imagine life without her. I wouldn't be helping others work through their own battles.
That accident led to a long time of struggle, I don't think I would change it. Before my f
Daughter maybe. Now, no way.
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