Lindsay

I thought it was a secret. I found out after the fact that everyone knew. I couldn’t hold down a job, my credit score started with a 3, and I stopped talking to my family that lived 20 minutes away. It was hell on earth, and the hell never stopped, no matter what substances I put in my body or what I tried to change to “slow down” using. I was committing suicide on the daily installment plan.

I’m 5’11” and my weight dropped to 110 lbs. My knee joints were wider than my thighs, my mouth was full of sores and my hair was falling out. I had already been to rehab and relapsed, I just decided I was going to die. But, my mom showed up unannounced on 4/22/17, and informed me she was taking me back to the hospital. I was so sick and tired of being sick and tired that I didn’t argue. By the time we got to the hospital I told them I needed to be admitted (again) for detox, and I knew I wanted to go back to rehab.

Life is GLORIOUS!! I am a homeowner as of January, I’m in a relationship with a sober man in recovery, and I work for the Department of Correction working with inmates, a lot of whom are in on drug charges. I get to give back what was given to me. Help one, save two!! I tell everyone,

“If you are alive, you can turn your life around”. I’m loving proof.