I had a good life growing up, and always had what I wanted or needed. My parents took me and my brother to church every Sunday, for many years. All of a sudden, we just stopped going to church and that seems to be when my problems started…
I had an abortion when I was 15 years old, causing me to lose all of my hair due to stress, hormones, and birth control. I began to self-medicate to deal with my stress and my problems from here on out. My addiction affected my relationships with EVERYBODY! I absolutely hated everyone when I was using drugs. I was rude, withdrawn, and a true as**ole to say the very least. I refused to talk about my problems with anyone, it simply made me want to fist-fight with them. I literally cared about NOTHING anymore…
I was definitely an addict already, but I hadn’t hit rock bottom quite yet. I finally sold my soul to Satan and decided to start shooting up my drugs, which made me WAY higher, WAY faster. Within seconds, my troubles would wash away, only to return later on, and with a vengeance. I was sick of being sick! I was sick of myself, I was sick of my life, and I was sick of living.
I am in recovery now, but it has not been easy. The Devil will make you think that running back to your old life is much easier than change, but you have to trust in God to prevail. My bible, my prayers, and my family are what give me the strength to keep on fighting. My brother and my parents have always been there for me and continue to be, which I no longer take for granted.
Since being at Grace Centers of Hope, I no longer have anxiety and chaos in my life. I am closer to God, I meditate daily, and I use my Bible to lean on when I’m feeling down. Last but not least, I have discovered the power of prayer. It is your life so do what you will with it, but there is another way of living. Living through God makes your life more peaceful, so let go and let God!