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I completely gave in to the depression and I gave into the addiction. I became homeless. I lost custody of my sons. It was then that I cried out to the Lord.
"I was trying to fix the hurts that were in my life by just numbing them. It wasn’t working. I knew something was wrong because I was ready to kill myself."
We tried everything possible to make his life normal. He studied in a very good school. He tried to study hard and behave very well. Nevertheless, society had a hard time accepting him.
I decided I was going to get up and I decided I was going to get in my car and drive up Glendora Mountain Road where teenagers would always drive drunk, and every few years someone would end up driving off a cliff.
"The place that was a dark place to start with became my refuge."
As you can imagine, I got very depressed. I pulled my car in one of those garages and tried to kill myself.
And God clearly said; “You are going to die this year.” I remember it scared me.
I thought that I had nothing to live for. I thought that I was the most worthless mother on the face of the earth. I was no good as a wife. As a mother. As a daughter. As a friend
I injected it intravenously. But by the time I was using meth amphetamine, I was willing to do whatever I had to do, um, for, for the dope