
Roger Gregory
A sick cycle carousel of anything I could get my hands on.... misery at its finest with no light at the end of the tunnel
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A sick cycle carousel of anything I could get my hands on.... misery at its finest with no light at the end of the tunnel
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I had no job, no car, and no home. No one would answer my calls or let me in the door. I was extremely depressed and suicidal. Even high I couldn't find peace or happiness. I had tried to be...
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It was...hell. trying to hide my addiction in my teens from my family. Then ending up pregnant at 16. I managed to stay sober during my pregnancy and for a year after she was born. Moved out...
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Seemingly good times filled with confusion, fear and instability. I would look in the mirror and not recognize myself. And somehow I thought I was in control. But every time I took that firs...
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I was my own worst enemy. Life was standing totally still and I was constantly spinning.
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I was a mess, bad mom, bad wife, friend, daughter and all around person. I ran on self will, always looking for my next fix.
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An existence with no purpose. Constantly seeing what I could take and never what I could give. Everything was gray.
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It was pure hell, especially what I was putting my husband and children through. It was not fair to them at all or myself.
Read storyI remember this day so well. I took my fathers car, drove out to the forrest and wanted to end my life. My mental illness took over my body, the voices was screaming so loud in my head and n...
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Lonely, always in fear, isolating, depressed, feelings of uselessness, trouble with relationships, dishonest to everyone...
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My kids hated me, I had lost my job, my house was in foreclosure and I was looking at prison. Most of all I just wanted to die.
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