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I’m driving home from work, and an eighteen-wheeler comes across two lanes of traffic and it rear-ends me; slams my car into the guardrail. My seat actually broke off the hinges. The seat belt locked, and my back torqued. I s...
I got involved with alcohol; in a life that I probably shouldn’t have been in; and relationships I shouldn’t have been, with men. Even in emotionally dependent friendships with my girlfriends.
All of my life my family has been drug addicts, prostitutes, and different things. I didn't grow up in a very good household.
"I would stab myself with a sewing needle. Or any kind of needle. Just to feel that pain. To know, you're still here. You're still human. You're still alive in some way. To make that pain, just show what I felt on the inside....
In 1968 I was eighteen and at the height of the hippie movement. You know I smoked a lot of pot, took a lot of acid, did a lot of drugs. In the middle of Los Angeles I took off all of my clothes so I could become one with the...
God loves you and he cares about you; and he wants the best for you. You find freedom in his love through surrendering to him.
I began to fill it with my surroundings, which was women and alcohol. It wasn’t long until I found myself with a $70,000 a year cocaine addiction.
That night I was gang raped by five men. I was so ashamed and so embarrassed. I felt like it was my fault. I blamed myself and I didn’t want to tell anyone.
I’m the reason they put the cables through the leather coats at Sears. I’m the reason they lock the razors up at Walmart. I’m the reason new clothing has security ink tags. I had to have a way to feed my addiction.