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I was afraid to tell anyone at church, or my bible study, fear of being judged, from lack of knowledge and understanding of addiction.
I felt hopeless and lost who I was, and was basically dieing. The drug made me feel like I wanted to die, and saw no way out. I was also destroying my family. Classic progressive addict.
I got to the point where I physically needed substances in order to feel ok, and my addiction became my #1 priority over anything or anyone.
In a blackout I called 911, and I know it was God reaching down to grab me out of the dark hole I got myself into.
In the emergency room God began to open doors, the on call doctor ( detox doctor who just happened to be there) is a recovering addict himself. Told me I was just about dead ( ummm couldn't question anymore if I had a problem..) He admitted me, and another doctor family friend came in to talk after a few days in the hospital ( he is also in recovery). I had no idea he was in recovery, and he put his wing over me. God continued to open the doors I needed.
After treatment, ( which was major drama..lol) but I just concentrated on my own recovery, knowing it was do or die. I did everything they told me to 100%
Through these few years I have worked hard, and let go ( in baby steps) of things I have dragged with me for years and years through God and the 12 step program. Pain that I felt guilty of if I let it go ( death of family ect.)
I have never felt better in my life, although I know it is a life time process, the tools of recovery are freeing me of myself, and my dysfunctional thinking pattern. The promises of recovery are really promises.
So with this said, I am now going to tell you the praise report
God kept showing me to go back to school, to become a counselor helping other addicts. I was like What I am too old..lol... He kept bringing it up, so I did...I went back full time, ( the ol brain took a while to warm up..)
I Graduated, and did my internship over the last year ( at a home for pregnant women off of the streets on drugs, love it and get to hold healthy babies too). Sent in my portfolio 2 months ago... and I got the letter last night that I am going up for the State board test...

My family has supported me through all of this, life is not perfect, and at times I struggle. I am work in progress, I want to get a tattoo that says that...HAA So I wanted to share that..
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