No one is hopeless
My name is Rebecca. I am 25 years old. I started using drugs when I was 17. I used as a way of life for years. I was in and out of jails and rehabs, living on the streets. I sold myself for the next one on too many occasions to count. I hurt family members that loved me and wanted me to get better. They eventually figured I was hopeless and would die addicted to crack. I went to jail the last time a year ago. I spent 6 moths there. I had time to think about the way I was living and what I was doing to myself and those who love me. I went to NA meetings, did the things that were suggested to me. When I got out, the first thing I did was go to a meeting. I follow instructions, do stepwork, and make meetings as much as possible. I recently celebrated one year completely clean and sober. I want to let those who feel hopelessly addicted, and the paretns who want to give up know, that if I can do it, anyone can. Dont quit before the miracle.