Oxy

I just finished watching Painkiller on Netflix, and it really messed with me. I didn’t realize how many people oxy has killed or how OxyContin was marketed as safe and non-addictive while the risks were completely downplayed. Even crazier, I started thinking about the last year of my grandma’s life. We were giving her little “squirts” of oxy for pain, and now I realize we were basically giving her medical grade heroin and calling it comfort. No wonder she felt good, and no wonder she became dependent on it when she didn’t have it. That’s the part that really unsettles me. How something so powerful became so normalized, treated so casually, like it was just another routine step in care. It’s not conspiracy brain. It’s just that uneasy pit in your stomach feeling of realizing how easily a narrative can be packaged, polished, and sold, and how quietly we all accepted it.

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