Falling for the lie
Growing up I had a lot of things hidden from me. things I was too young to understand or even know about. It was when I was 12 years old that I was told by my mother it was acceptable to be smoking pot, and that wasn't the end of it. I loved it and since it was a family standard it was "okay". Getting older I saw a lot of other drug use I didn't even know possible. I got into it undoubtedly and began to sink. I was in an ocean of drug use and dealing without a paddle, lost. When I was 17 years old and after throwing my whole teenage years and dreams down the drain, I saw myself in the mirror and realized, that isn't me. I sought help through my probation officer and drug counselor. We agreed that for me to be clean my household would have to be as well. My mother detoxed as well as I did. She went to meetings. I went to rehab. While I was in treatment I realized I had already had all the skills and coping skills they were teaching me. And then, it hit me like a brick out of nowhere. I was reading the Bible and realized: If I wanted deliverance from this mad, life-eating addiction, I had to ask the ONLY person capable of doing that for me: God. After I accepted the fact I couldn't do this on my own, that I would fall short everytime I tried. I gave it up to Jesus. I had to humble myself and ask forgiveness. It was then I was set FREE!!! I was using dope everday, never eating or sleeping, throwing EVERYTHING away. Until He walked in and saved me. My only Hope in sharing my short testimony is that I wouldn't be the only one who would rely on God for help. He is the real deal. My mother and I have been clean for over ten months and our lives are taking off!!! All glory and praise of our addiction free lives goes to God. The only person who would listen, and the only person who can help.