Banning 7-OH Will Ruin My Life
/By Crystal Lindell
When I got the news that 7-OH will likely be illegal in the United States within the next month, I was on a break at the new job I was able to get because of 7-OH.
I opened my texts to see a message from PNN editor Pat Anson:
“7-OH to be banned nationwide in early August according to DEA filings.”
He’s always been great at breaking news.
When I saw the words though, I wanted to throw up. I started shaking and was overcome by a cold sweat. Then I fought back tears because I had to get back to work.
I had to get over the shock and dissociate to get through the rest of my shift at the gas station where I work. I spent the next few hours legally selling customers cigarettes, beer, and lottery tickets.
Then I went into my car and cried.
7-OH has truly been a life-changing drug for me and many people I know and love.
I have intercostal neuralgia, which is nerve damage in my ribs. When you have the same thing in your face it’s called trigeminal neuralgia – which is colloquially called the “suicide disease” because so many people who have it kill themselves or want to.
As someone with the intercostal variety, I’m here to tell you that having that kind of pain in your ribs doesn’t make it any less horrible. I have long considered suicide as a potential treatment option.
For many years I was able to find some semblance of stability with a cocktail of opioid and OTC pain medications. I know how lucky I am to be among those who can still get an opioid prescription. But while the opioids have kept the suicidal-level pain at bay, they have never allowed me to actually live.
7-OH does that.
It’s not an exaggeration to say that it has given me my life back. It’s been even more effective than hydrocodone or morphine for me. It instantly treats my pain while also combating fatigue.
Losing access to 7-OH will be devastating for me.
I am worried I will no longer be able to work full-time, and that I will then lose the health insurance I only just got. Without work and insurance, I will be back to living below the poverty line, and relying on food pantries.
But none of that has anything to do with why I think 7-OH should remain legal.
7-OH should remain legal because – as an adult – I should have the legal right to put whatever I want into my own body, and it is no one else’s business how I do that.
That’s it. That’s the only reason needed. Anything else is irrelevant.
This is a bodily autonomy issue. I should be the only one who controls my own body, especially my own medical decisions.
Not to mention the fact that nicotine and alcohol are legal despite the fact that they are both very addictive and sometimes deadly. Why single 7-OH out? Especially considering how safe it is in comparison to those drugs.
AKA Betrayal
What’s worse is the outright glee from some leaf kratom advocates, who think banning 7-OH will somehow let them be seen as the golden child.
I feel so betrayed by them. The American Kratom Association in particular pushed for this and they have made a deal with the devil. When 7-OH is banned nationwide, it’s likely that leaf kratom is next. It’s already happened in several states.
I will never again use a single kratom product from any of the companies that support the AKA.
For now, I plan to taper down and hopefully get off 7-OH without going into withdrawal. And I am going to look into different substances that may give me a similar effect.
I’m also hopeful that the 7-OH manufacturers are working on new formulations of kratom alkaloids that will still be available after the ban.
And I am clinging to the 1% chance that the DEA backtracks on this, as they did in 2016, after initially announcing plans to make mitragynine and 7-hydroxymitragynine illegal Schedule One drugs.
I know we cannot count on that though.
Honestly, writing this column feels futile. I know it won’t do anything to stop the ban on 7-OH from coming. But I do feel it’s important to at least create a record of my objections.
I want it plainly stated that a ban on 7-OH will be detrimental to my life, and to the lives of thousands of others who have found relief from this drug.
But how do I convince people to care about my life? Why do I even have to do so? Shouldn’t caring about other people’s well-being be something that comes naturally?
It’s degrading that I have to beg the world for pain relief. That I have to plead for a medication that allows me to live my life, work a job, care for my cats, love my fiancé, and aid my elderly relatives.
It disgusts and depresses me that we live in a country that would deny me those things.
