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September 2009 Posts
Todd of Ohio
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

My own 13-year struggle with drugs and alcohol nearly destroyed my life - devastating relationships with family and friends and shattering the promise of a professional hockey career. I quit using drugs and alcohol on April 15, 1993, and has been sober ever since. In the process of rebuilding my life, I realized traditional recovery programs weren’t enough. I needed something more. I chose the most grueling sport imaginable, the Ironman Triathlon – 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, 26.2 mile run...   read more »

AIMEE of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

I started getting high when I was 10 years old with my mom who was an active addict. It took many years for me to understand that we have a disease and it was not her fault for getting high with me. That was what she know. Every drug that I uses with my mom first, I now know we were co-dependent. My mother was a cancer survivor and was diagnosed with AIDS in 1993. She passed away on June 18, 1994. That was my bottom. I was six months pregnant, homeless and I gave my two older sons to my dad....   read more »

Ravan of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

My life, for years, consisted of all the chaos and drama the heroin world brought. It left me very lonely and depressed. I had isolated myself from family and friends for so long, I thought I was a lost cause. Then one day, while I was sitting in jail, my probation officer came to me with a gift. Although at the time, I thought it was anything but. Reluctantly, I accepted his offer. I was just happy I was being let out of jail, even if it was to go to a Credo Women’s Residence. I was grateful...   read more »

Rosalinde of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

I came out of the womb an addict; there was booze in the breast milk. My wonder years were one big excess, and by the time I was 18, I was a full-fledged alcy-pothead-acidhead-speedfreak-chain-smoker-anorexic-bulimic-shopaholic and love junkie. As a card-carrying adult juggling careers as a musician, artist and writer—and always carrying a deep love of God—I felt it was my duty to utilize anything that would lift me to the peaks of creativity and spiritual awareness. In other words, I sought...   read more »

Jen of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

There were two drugs thatI always said I'd never try - crack and heroin.But, little did I know they would end up being my drugs of choice. As a child, I remember being a happy kid, but my father was an abusive man and by the time I was fifteen, I was an empty shell of a person. When I was sixteen, I started drinking and by seventeen, I was a full-blown alcoholic. That was when I discovered drugs. It started out with nitrous oxide and pot. Over the years, I experimented with a variety of drug...   read more »

Melissa of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

I started drinking and smoking pot when I was 12. At that time, it helped me be a part of something -- even if that something was bad. It also helped me be more open since I was extremely shy and it also served its number one purpose - made me numb. I had a baby when I was 18. I never thought alcohol was a problem even after CPS was called numerous times and I almost got my child taken away. I slowed down on drinking only after I started taking painkillers(vicodins,percocets,norcos and somas...   read more »

Gregory of New York
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

By the end of school, I was a mess. My house was foreclosed, I had little savings, and was separated from my wife, and completed two hospitalizations for depression in less than a year’s time. I wanted to get my life in order, and so took some time off to do so. However, I was at the point where I thought that getting things in order required drinking to simply get by. It eased anxiety, and helped me to forget. That was the good news. The bad news is it made my depression worse, and,...   read more »

Marilyn of Alabama
Posted: September 28, 2009       Individual

At 16, my mother gave me a Tylenol #3. I knew I would want that pill again. I ended up taking Lorcet Plus for the next 10 years or more. It was my favorite, I took two pills every 3-4 hours around the clock. BUT I felt prettier, nicer, I liked you better, and life was worth more. I started wanting a child at age 16. I felt something was missing. My mother was a nurse and worked in the field where I needed to be. She gave me medicine many times (with blinders on) bless her heart. She did end ...   read more »

Bertram of New York
Posted: September 15, 2009       Individual

I am a Brooklyn born addict recovering from the disease of addiction. I am so grateful after starting with weed and beer; and in the end, sticking dope in my arms - that I didn't die from the horrors of addiction. I had 21 detox's 21 rehab's and 38 months in a TC and nothing worked for me, Until I was brought to Narcotics Anonymous. They were the only people that I could identify with. I didn't have a clue on how to stay clean. They loved me until I learned how to love myself. They taught me...   read more »

Natasha of New York
Posted: September 10, 2009       Individual

1 1/2 years ago I went to bed begging God to not wake me up. In the morning I would scream "NO!" knowing that it was just going to be another day of lying, stealing and degradation only being able to find an escape through drugs and alcohol. After 13 years, I finally hit my bottom. It just so happened that I was one of the chosen to get it before death was my bottom. I was from a good home, a nice ‘house on the hill’, I was a star athlete, and very intelligent. I was entertaining, personable, a...   read more »

Joe of New York
Posted: September 10, 2009       Individual

I first got clean in 1987. My drug of choice was cocaine. I stayed clean and sober until August 2001 when someone offered me crystal meth at a party. My relapse began. Having 14 years of sobriety under my belt, I figured I can control my addiction this time. Boy was I wrong! In 6 months I became a daily crystal meth addict. My career that I loved was starting to suffer. I wasn't showing up for work. Fast forward 4 years... I am now unemployed and unemployable. I am 5 months behind on my rent a...   read more »

Rob of New York
Posted: September 10, 2009       Individual

Yesterday I celebrated two years clean and sober. I feel like the luckiest guy in the world. Two years ago, I had no friends and I was estranged from my family. Today my family is a big part of my life and I have so many loving and caring friend. So how did I do it? First I went to a doctor who recommended I start attending 12-step meetings. I went a few times, but didn't really connect or relate. My doctor gave me a meeting list with Gay meetings highlighted. I didn't even know they had m...   read more »

Denise of Tennessee
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

My names Denise and im an alcoholic and an addict. I started using when I was 15 years old. I look at my relationship with alcohol and drugs like a very long domestic violence relationship. It was love at first sight, as a matter of fact, I had a black out the first time I ingested alcohol. I became dependent on substances very quickly after first use. I would use for a while have consequences like losing jobs or hospitalization then I'd enter Alcohol Anonymous and quit for a period of time, but...   read more »

Willy of New York
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

I remember when I was using heroin in 1961 and wanted to get off drugs. There where no rehabilitation places available at that time except Lexington, Ky. or Synanon in California. My first experience with " treatment " was after an arrest in 1965, I was sent to Wards Island article 9 for rehabilitation. At Wards Island, there were more drugs there then there were in the streets. Needless to say, treatment was a joke and I went right back to using the minute I left. After many failed attempts...   read more »

Rise of New York
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

Before coming into the process of recovery, I had no idea that I was an addict even before I picked up the drugs -- see isolation is something an addict does. When I think back my first drug was nicotine, and then progressed to weed, at age 22 my husband left and the pain I felt from this made it easy for me to develop a 23-year addiction, with 20 of those years being addicted to heroin. See for an addict its about medicating what we don't want to feel. One day my sister refused to give me...   read more »

Juan of New York
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

I started to use drugs at early age 9 years old. Coming from a single home family, my father left before I was born -- he was a alcoholic. A few years later, my mother ended up in jail for a lot of years, so I was free to use every day and my addiction to a turn for the worst. My drug of choice was heroin - sniffing first, them shooting with cocaine. I ended up in jail like my mother and I came home after 12 years to go back to use heroin again, because I was using drugs in jail too. I went...   read more »

Karen of New York
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

For me, recovery has been a breath of fresh air, an awakening if you will. Perhaps this is why the term "clean" is used, because when you go through recovery, you are cleansed and refreshed. After spending 12 years on my life addicted to opiates, I couldn’t even imagine life any other way. The drugs had become a necessity to sustain me, just as air is required to breathe. I found myself stopping at nothing to obtain the drugs, nothing else mattered to me, not my daughter, love, my career, ...   read more »

Eddie of New York
Posted: September 3, 2009       Individual

After using for 18 years, I did not even know that I had a problem until I became a homeless bum. My family was suffering, watching me get into trouble every day as a result of drug addiction. My brother, who is not an addict, got me into a detox. He would come to me crying about not wanting to hear or find me dead on the streets somewhere. It was in the detox that I received the message of recovery. I went into rehab immediately after leaving detox.I never been in any of those places, but I...   read more »


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