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One small thread of Hope

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One small thread of Hope

Hi my name is Kim and I have 1 1/2 years of sobriety. After countless years of being on and off the wagon, trying AA and making every excuse known to man why I was not an alcoholic. Once my disease took off, took that "turn," there was nothing anyone could do for me. "For me" it took almost death to finally surrender and accept that I was in fact the one thing I did not want to be in life. I mean WHY me?? I LOVE alcohol, isn't life ironic?

I lost my family, my home, my job, and then almost my life. When DYFS came in and took my daughter away because I was passed out on the couch one afternoon when she arrived home from school. THAT was the final straw for me, I drank, passed out, woke up and drank more for 2 days straight, I am also a smoker, and I went to light a cigarette (drunk) on my stove and my long hair caught fire, I remember only one thing from the fire, looking myself in the mirror (while on fire) and saying; DIE. I did not or could not go on anymore living in this world the way I was feeling.

I woke up a month later in ICU on a burn care unit, I was told I was flown by helicopter to the hospital, and had been in?a coma. My family was told I only had a small chance of survival, my face and forehead had 3rd degree burns and required surgery, and wearing a prostetic mask for 2 years. You would think that would have been enough to stop me from EVER drinking again, but once I was weined off of the painkillers, my addiction needed its fix, and I began drinking only 2 weeks from being home from the hospital. I started off very cautiously and figured since no one knew I was sneaking it, and I could control it that maybe I didn't have a problem afterall. Bottom line is it became progressively worse REALLY fast this time, and I found myself, kicked out, alone, walking the streets, barely any money, and no wheres to go. NOT one person would let me in. And within 2 weeks I was almost dead again, from not eating, drinking & passing out day in and day out, this time it was my heart, and if I took even ONE step it felt like it was going to explode. I was going to die and I knew it, I stopped drinking and called my mother for help. Amazingly, one rehab out of ALL of them in the State of NJ had said NO, there was one that said, we have a bed, be here by 2:00 THAT day. There was HOPE, that was the first day of my sobriety, this past year and a half have been the MOST amazing days of my life !!! It has NOT been easy, but it HAS been so simple, One Day At A Time !!!!!!!!!!!


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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