I felt lost and alone with no where to turn.
I started using drugs in my early teens like many other people do, starting with pot and alcohol, and then gradually turning to methamphetamine and eventually cocaine. I thought life was one big party until the party started taking over my life.
By 16 years old I had dropped out of school and began a downhill spiral that never stopped. Getting hired one week and then getting fired or quitting within a month, never having any money and constantly being dependant on my family, getting arrested multiple times for drug related crimes, and many other embarrassing activities were all I knew life to be for a while.
Later in life I found out about methamphetamine, which turned out to be the worst thing I could have ever done. Now I stayed up for days at a time, became extremely paranoid and scattered mentally until I couldn’t even hold down the most menial jobs. I started selling drugs at this point to stay alive.
By 22 I was facing 6 felony charges in the county I grew up in for drug possession with the intent to distribute. I had no money to hire an attorney, my family had disowned me and there was no one I could truly say loved me or even cared if I existed. I had resigned to the fact that I would spend the rest of my life in prison.
Fortunately for me my family hadn’t quite had enough of me yet and they orchestrated an addiction intervention and selected the best rehab I could attend for me to go to if I agreed to get help. After much debate I finally conceded to get help. This was best decision I have ever made. Thank God my family didn’t give up on me even though I had given up on myself. With a lot of hard work I am now drug and alcohol free, no criminal activity at all, and happy. I have a family of my own and have been at the same job for over 3 years. I never thought I’d see this day and believe me, I never take it for granted.
