When I first attempted to get sober, I thought I had an issue with faith, but I was wrong. I always associated faith with religion and thought that’s all it could be paired with. Over the years, I have found out that I had faith all along. I had always worshiped things such as money,…
More affected then myself by my addiction was my direct family. My mother and father lost a son, and my sister’s a brother. The time taken away from these people is irreplaceable. All of them spent countless hours worrying and loosing sleep over me, all the meanwhile spending endless amounts of money try to get…
Being a drug addict is hard enough, but loving a family member that is a drug addict as well is a whole different playing field. I never looked at the pain and sleepless nights that my family had while I was out using. I never thought about their feelings and how they would wait for…