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We do recover

My story starts off like I believe many do; with some sort of unresolved trauma or pain.
My childhood was great I had both parents who loved me without question. I was not underprivileged and I was always provided for. Of course other things happened to me as a child and a teen I had no control over, divorce, death, and my father moving away to another state.
Now let??s fast forward to the first time I used. I was fifteen; I had just shot myself in the hand with a pellet gun by accident and was taken to the hospital to have the pellet removed. I was given Percocet for the pain. The first time I took it I fell in love. The feeling was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life. This would be marked as the beginning of my addiction.
Within six months I was stealing medication from my mother, medication she needed for legitimate pain but I didn??t care for the self seeking, self centered behavior had begun. Within a year I was using prescription painkillers every day. Dope sickness would creep in to my bones, arms, and legs when I wasn??t using. I had become dependent and needed opiates no matter how they were procured. My actions thereafter became less than questionable; theft, anger, manipulation, and violence just as long as the ends justified the means.
At the age of seventeen I discovered Methamphetamines. Over the next two years my life spun out of control. I dropped out of school, could not hold a job, and, terrorized my family to the point that they were scared of me.
My first experience with rehab took place when I was twenty. The program was thirty days and not sufficient enough to do much good, although, it did curb my Methamphetamine habit. I stayed clean for close to five months before I began to use Opiates again. From the ages of twenty to twenty-five I managed to keep work for a year here and there but was eventually fired from every job and it was a direct result of my drug addiction.
A few days after my twenty-fifth birthday I was arrested and looking at 4-16 years prison; this was not a good place for me to be in but I was happy I had been caught and the madness was over. My first night in jail I hit my knees and prayed, I prayed my heart out to anyone who would listen. The difference between this prayer and the many before it was that I meant every word of it. I needed saved, I needed redirection, and I vowed to help others. This would be the night I met my higher power.
I was given a reprieve on the 4-16 years of prison for a extended rehabilitation stay at the Salvation Army. I stayed confined in jail for three months before being released into the program. I was introduced to the beauty and simplicity of the 12-step programs. The Salvation Army program would grant me a second chance on life and familiarize me with many other positive habits that had been lost along the way. I literally had to learn to live all over again.
Sobriety is not an easy road. If it were everyone would be doing it. I still have my ups and downs but now I have tools to fix those problems as they arise. One of the most valuable things I have learned throughout my journey is that we all have a choice. It??s beautiful isn??t it? Even the word itself is pretty ingrained to the psyche. If I constantly keep in mind that I must do the next right thing, make the next right choice, I can do this. I have slipped a few times but I??m still fighting the good fight and today, today I am sober.
To say yes to an instant is to say yes to all eternity.

This Story of Hope was created in celebration of recovery and to let families know that there are pathways to hope and healing. The Partnership for Drug-Free Kids is the only nonprofit organization dedicated to helping families who are struggling with their son or daughter's substance use. Please consider sharing this page so that families know where to turn to for help, and that there is always hope.

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1. Edward
Thank you for sharing your story. I know that story. I am that story.