Not my proudest moment but indeed -when I was in my early twenties I used to abuse them heavily -I learned it from many surgeries I had in my teens and especially in college when I became more reckless.
In fact if I broke a bone -I would get excited because I knew a verified fracture on an Xray meant going from 5mg or 7.5mg of a sythetic codeine opioid product(Oxycodone or Hydrocodone) and move to something like a morphine based opioid product like dilaubid or a stronger Benzodiazapine like Ativan.
Pretty pathetic when I look back now -i was just living as a selfish Hedonist which for a while I thought was great, however as I got into my mid to late twenties Ifigured out that the state of happiness (for me anyways) must involve pleasure and enjoyment with a blend of personal growth, creativity, and working toward something.
if it doesn't have that combination, I get bored or depressed. I could never just sit and drink by myself at a bar all day and enjoy it -happiness would come from drinking that same beer with a friend discussing and planning things, or playing a guitar or drawing or something.
Happiness comes from activities which satisfy your immediate desires and satiates your drive toward the future.
