When you look at me, you wouldn’t be able to tell that I was a drug addict. I don’t have any of the common signs, and I am a healthy weight. There are scars that years of addiction left behind, but I owe my life to a drug rehabilitation center in Georgia. My story is probably very similar to many others. I grew up with a father who was an alcoholic and a mother who drank and did drugs. I don’t know how out of all the parents in the world I had to get the ones that lived a life of ill repute. I smoked my first joint at the age of 16 as a birthday present from my mom. It wouldn’t be difficult to predict my path given the horrible childhood and the easy access to drugs.
One Hit Changed Everything
After that first joint, my addiction problems only grew worse. I would take anything and everything I could get my hands on. I landed in jail at the age of 18 with a conviction of drugs and prostitution. Yep, I was so desperate for medications that I would sell my body just to get my fix. This is also a common practice for those who have a serious drug problem. When my grandmother took me in after my stint in jail, I discovered opiates. She was in her 70’s and had arthritis and all kinds of painful ailments. Her doctor gave her 90 pills a month. She would sell some of them to make ends meet and the others she used to help her condition. When I found out where the stash was located, it was like instant nirvana. I started out taking just a couple here or there, after all, it was my granny. Soon I couldn’t just tolerate a couple, and I wanted all I could get my hands on. I lost all sense of family and doing what was right as I had to have my fix.
When I was taking opiates, the troubles of life seemed to fade away. They always came back as soon as the buzz wore off, but they dulled the pain for a while. My grandmother found out I was taking her pills and pressed charges on me. I pled guilty and got sent to jail. Here we go again. I thank my lucky stars that someone offered me a rehab program instead of a long sentence. I was reluctant to go, but anything was better than jail. My first day in rehab was scary because I didn’t know what to expect. There were people there who cared. I wasn’t used to this kind of treatment. For the first time in my life, I felt as if I had a support system. I was drug-free for a week when I got there, but I had some rough days in jail coming off the opiates.
Rehab is nothing like they depict on television or in the movies. It’s so much different. I was scared to open up about my problems. It turns out that I found out that I was predisposed to addiction because of my parent’s addictive natures. I don’t remember everything about my stay, but I do remember one worker there named Mary. If it wasn’t for her, I might not have stayed in the program. She put her arm around me many times and told me it was going to be alright. I longed for that affection that I didn’t get from my mom. I remember crying and telling her how broken my life was, and I remember her saying e that there is nothing so broken that it cannot be fixed. By walking the path, she knew that I would redeem myself. Healing broken relationships was harder than coming off drugs, but they even offered family support and counseling services too.
Whenever I was scared, I always searched for Mary. She gave me peace and the encouragement I needed to push through my addition. I happened to be at a dual-diagnosis center that discovered I was suffering from Bipolar II disorder. Treating the underlying condition made a big difference in my recovery. After my initial stay in the in-patient treatment facility, I was moved to a recovery house where I could live and work while getting my life together. For the first time in my life, I had options, and I choose my path. The center helped me finish my high school education and get a job. It wasn’t just about getting me off drugs, though that was a huge first step, the program was based on aftercare too.
The Strength To Begin Again
When I think of all the years I wasted, it makes me sick. However, if it wasn’t for that center in Georgia, I might not have ever beat this opiate addiction. Today, I am married and have three beautiful children, all of which I have adopted. The drugs did some permanent damage as did the problems that arose from being a prostitute, but I am still a mom to three souls who need guidance. I haven’t touched a drug in 10 years now. I know it’s foolish to say that I will never relapse because it’s the very nature of the beast. However, I know that if I should fall, I will pick myself up and start all over again. The rehab center gave me the tools that I needed to be successful in life. Without these tools, I wouldn’t know how to even begin after the disappointments that have come my way in life.
If I had known the support and love that was shown to me in the darkest days of my life, I would have opted for treatment sooner rather than later. If you or someone you love is suffering from addiction, you can find the support you need to take control of your life. You don’t have to live under a cloud of regrets and dependency. Call us today at 770-299-1677 for immediate assistance. Our counselors know how serious drug addictions are, and they want to help you start your journey.