I want to say, I know, other people had it worse, but that's not true. Even the homeless got served thanksgiving day meals. It's my own damn fault. I didnt follow directions correctly on my last bottle of norco, and took them like candy. Now, I am cold turkey detoxing. And I figure since the end of Aug, I have taken like 300 of those damned pills, for my back. So I stayed home spent the day in bed. Got up in time to have dinner, and then went back to bed. AND I CANT GET THESE STUPID SUIDICAL THOUGHTS OUT OF MY HEAD!! I swear at one time yesterday, I heard voices, or at least my thoughts were talking to each other. Hell, I even came up with a new way to do it. But, I am not suicidal....at least at the moment, I dont think. I HATE ME!!!