Life is already hard without adding extra problems. My life got so hard to the point I turned to meth to make my days better. It did for a little while. By the time you come back to reality. Life is harder than before you started. I did this drug for a year. I have been sober for a little over a year. This drug took my family, my children, my soul, it took everything from me.
But who was to blame? The drug? No I could only blame myself. I made a choice to do this. I made a choice to stay in this life for a year. When I finally came back to reality. I was on pti. My parents didn't want to speak to me. I couldn't see my children. I had no one.
As a part of pti they sent me to impatient rehab. This is where my road to recovery begins. I went to classes for two months. Finally moved back in with my parents and my children. Now I have my children full time. I have worked hard to be sober. I continue to work everyday. I have to live everyday with it in the back of my head. It's like a little voice telling me "you miss it, the high."
Not everybody has the same road some people can quit like there was never anything wrong. I wish it was that easy for me. The only thing to keep me sober is my boys. Every time I look at them I'm reminded how far I have come, how much they need me. For them I will NEVER give in to drugs!
