a few months ago i overdosed on 80 mg of xanax. I almost died. From then on my husband hides my medication from me. We got in a huge fight because I don't like to go begging for my medication, espeically if I want something extra. I know he means well but this makes me feel like the biggest loser in the world. I feel like I'm a grown woman and shouldn't have to be controlled like that. It makes me unbelievably angry. Am I wrong here you guys? We haven't spoken to each other since yesterday. Maybe I'm looking at this the wrong way?
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