Thank you for visiting my Story of Hope. I am 3 months sober after a year and a half of battling my addiction and my abuser. I just want y'all to know, sobriety is possible. Just never stop fighting for your lives. We are in this together. Love y'all. Story; About 2 years ago, I met a guy and I fell in love. (Thought I did.) I fought my family and my best friends about him, "people can change, he isn't like his past." He changed something in me. I was so angry, hurting everyone I loved.. so my parents kicked us out. And 2 weeks out he started doing drugs behind my back, and he was getting violent. Grabbing my arm, holding me down, making me perform sexual acts against my will. A month later he brought a couple over to our house and did meth infront of me. I Had No Idea What Meth Was Before My Ex. I started crying because I just had no idea what in the world he smoking out of that pipe. He said, "stop crying and hit this pipe." I begged him to leave me alone but the demonic stare he gave me was more deafening than anything I've ever witnessed. So I took my first meth hit. And after our 3 day binge he beat me. I woke up being sore all over, bruises on my body. He begged me that he was sorry, told me he would stop. Then raped me. I Hated Him. But I felt so weak, I wanted to leave and go home.. he would always tell me he would kill my family if I ever left him. And after the drugs and beatings and horror stories he would tell me; I believed him. Fast forward 6 months and I am beaten to my core, I have very little hope left, and I have a meth addiction. He ended up getting arrested because my mom never stopped fighting to set me free. And without her I don't think I would've made it. Now he is in prison and I'm sober. I fight everyday to stay sober. Some days were way worse than others, but here I am. Alive, happier living life with my family, and learning to better myself one day at a time. Keep going to meetings, it works if you work it. "Don't pick up, and you won't get high." -NA member