Jack

I was sleeping on floors with 20-30 other homeless men, women, and children. I was lying, stealing, and just ruining every single life on my destructive path. I was shooting no less than 2 grams of heroin and a ball of meth a day. I had stolen from every person that was close to me. I had given all my friends every single reason to drop me on, and make their live 100% easier.

I started dabbling with all sorts if gang/cartel activities, making too much money for my own good. I ended up catching charges and luckily, it had been my first serious felony as an adult. And prison was the only option. I did my time, wad released and went back to my same old ways. My mother found a rehab in florida and sent me there. They helped me immensely. Without their help, I would be no where. In going to rehab, I was forced to finish my parole. I got out and found the two closest peope in my life both dead within one week of my release. I tried to kill myself by overdose of heroin.

My life has never been better. I moved states, living with my brothers and helping every person I can that crosses paths with me. I am currently becoming a BHT (behavior health technician) and I couldn't see myself living any other way but sober. Even with recent discovery of liver failure, because of hep c and the damage of the overdose, an being immune to the treatment/cure. And topping it all off being given less than 5 years to live.