So it's finally happened. My wife found out about the suboxone and not from me. She asked me about it and I told her how long I have been on opiates and how long I was on suboxone. She's understandably upset and wants nothing to do with me. My life crumbles right as it starts looking up. I cried and I'm fighting to hold back the tears. I'll write a bit more details about this in a bit.
The way she found out is because my pharmacy FUCKED UP and processed my last suboxone refill through insurance although I made it clear many times NOT to send it to insurance. I paid for all the other ones out of pocket and didn't want insurance involved. Now I'm pissed off at the pharmacy. I feel like they FUCKED ME. Not only is my relationship with my wife in the gutter but now insurance knows about suboxone (although they never paid for it. The pharmacy sent the request but I told them I'd pay for it out of pocket but by then it was too late). So insurance sent a letter to our house saying they agree to cover it.
FUCK! I just want the pharmacy to pay for this shit. This fucking mess I'm in now because they FUCKED UP! I feel like screaming.