I have been and addict since I was 13, I am 38 years old now. I struggled with my addiction for 25 years. My first trip to rehab was when I was 14, I’ve run the gambit of every drug I could get my hands on. I found my vice when I found heroin , it kept it hooks in me and my life until 11 months ago when I finally realized I had enough, the only way out I thought I had been through death itself, I had tried everything up to that point with no avail, counselors , NA, inpatient rehabs , outpatient counseling, it had taken me losing my wife my children my home , my dignity and my self-respect to realize that I couldn’t go in any longer.
As the night came that I had planned to fix myself a hot-shot and end the struggle that I didn’t think I could win, I had every thing in place , family was sent a message saying my god byes and my im sorry for the wrongs I had committed, as I sat on the park bench getting ready for my final nod, I sat and prayed and apologized to The Lord for the ultimate sin that I was getting ready to commit and as if answering me my phone rang and my sister was on the line, I had apparently sent her text which I didn’t think she would get till I had already been gone, she cried with me and convinced me to give it one more try , that I have fought this long and survived everything that I have just to give it up now.
I have been clean and sober since nov17 2012. There is hope out there for every addict, our recovery starts the moment you truly surrender to your addiction and realize your life is unmanageable. My life today is by no means perfect or even stable, but I can say that I no longer live in the fog that drugs had created and I can’t imagine living any other way than sober. Thanx for listening.