It’s what I advise a lot of parents to do: it’s just the hardest thing that you can ever do—but if you want to save their lives it’s what you’ve got to do: it’s tough love.
Being involved in peer support groups—with people who knew exactly what it was like to work in a setting with access to medications—was the key for me to be able to get solid in my recovery.
This program has given me a lot back, and God has been looking out for me.
I guess I’ve figured out that I can achieve whatever I want if I put the work into it. I’ve just continued working hard to try to get my life on track.
There’s not a magic number with recovery. Recovery’s a daily thing.
Life’s about love, and I feel like that’s what I’ve looked for my whole life. And I found it here.
I have so much freedom in my life today, and I'm genuinely happy. I'm able to be a mom. I'm able to be a friend. I'm able to be a girlfriend. I'm able to be a daughter, a sister, a niece, a granddaughter; I'm able to be all of those things today. And if it wasn't for God, and the fellowship of AA, and these steps and my sponsor and everything, I wouldn't have all of this.
I've now achieved seven years in recovery and it has been a major blessing beyond anything I could've imagined when I was hopeless—drowning in despair, guilt, and shame. I began feeling peace, hope, and pure joy. The changes I experienced fueled a desire of giving hope and sharing with others the miracle of recovery that God blessed me with.