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I was an enabler. I am very guilty of this. My oldest son used drugs very badly, in every way you can imagine. They couldn’t even put an IV in his veins at the hospital when he over-dosed. My house-hold was in complete turmoil. My youngest has autism and I almost cant forgive myself for allowing this in my home. It was selfish of me. I allowed my oldest to live with me so I could make sure he was alive. I would get up 5 times a night to make sure he was breathing. Two years ago I put him on a plane to New York to stay with his friend and his wife. They got him clean, took someone outside the family. He is a success story. He has his own apartment, car and awesome job. He is actually a entrepreneur in NY. I got to fly out and see him this past July. I got to actually see my son again for who he is. I think I ran my fingers across his healed, smooth skin from shooting up 50 times while there. They can over-come this with a lot of work and maybe people outside the family. works.. He is a success story. Now I have a friend I wish I could help. TY for listening!


It’s all fun and games
Till you you’re in deep
And not the same
It seems so sweet
Just like a treat
Until it has you
And your soul it keeps
It’s evil
That promises you things
But a nightmare is
All this brings.
You’ll love it at first
But you’ll find the hate
You’ll start to curse
And cry on this mistake
But the shot you still take
This time you hesitate
The voices, in your head
This war you fight
Now, you surely dread
It’s not fun no more
All you want is to
Shut the door
Now you’re stuck
Spending your last buck
On this high you despise
And you hate yourself
Every single time
But it’s all you have
To make you higher then the world
You look in the mirror
Who is that girl?
You are not living
Not even surviving
You’re slowly dying
Feeling you lose your self
But you don’t dare ask for help.
You feel ashamed
You feel like crap
She’s not yet named
But you know who she is
Crystal meth is her name
Do not let her in
Don’t play this twisted game
It is a nightmare
And ya shell take you there
I’m not at all joking.

The first time so tried this dreadful drug was this year actually..  May 1st and no I will never forget that day. I tried it and the rush made me happy and I’m like oh this isn’t bad and my friends and I were like if we control this we’ll be okay..  And that was the saying for awhile there. Control the drug so it don’t control you but little did I know that I was falling in her black hole.  The whole summer I missed out on because I wanted Dope.  I hide from my family. I didn’t care.  I just wanted her..  I started stealing money to get my fix.  I lied all the time.  I was a mess!  I have scars on my body now from where I used to pick at my skin.  I would stay up for days and completely be stuck in my head losing my fucking mind..  I didn’t wanna sleep.  I didn’t wanna eat.. It was terrible and just thinking of how I was is bringing me to. Tears because I know there’s still people going through the same thing. IT breaks my heart because it’s such a problem and people don’t see who there becoming..  A family member of mine is in it now. And the worst thing ever is watching someown you love with an addiction..  I just think God even day I got out of the web because today and I am 78 days sober.  I have found Jesus and My eyes are finally open.  I love life ND with what I dealt with I am going to do amazing things with it.  I am only 19 and I have all these amazing insights and knowledge and I’m. Just truly blessed.  I am now 7 weeks. Pregnant and looking forward to my future.


I Now live in the Yankton SD area and I began my sobriety in downtown Tacoma Washington below the Hilltop area at that time notoriously known as one of the most violent and drug infused areas in the United States I knew it well.
I was so sick then that I had to attend five one hour meetings a day for my first 30 days of sobriety.
I put it into my head it’s no different than going to work 8 hours a day and it was my job now to work on me because I am my worst enemy.
I sat with the homeless, the middle class, the upper class and people that couldn’t get 24 hours of clean time and listened to their stories.
I listened to the same stories over and over and over that it isn’t getting better out there outside those doors of the meetings.
I would watch the drug dealers on the street corners across from these meetings waiting like vultures for it’s prey.
I could not judge anyone in those rooms for me.
I could not blame anyone in these rooms for me
I could not fix anyone in those rooms except me.
I have had to go through some very dark day’s to get to where I am today it hasn’t been easy.
I have been tempted many times to give up but I haven’t done it because I have remembered the path of destruction I had left in my past and the problems it caused if I did.
I am not perfect I am always a work in progress one day at a time sometimes one second at a time.
I know today that I have people that will love me until I love myself and for that I am grateful.

I must always stay humble be grateful and forgive.
The only way I keep what I have is by giving it away.

Michael Foss