- Alcohol
- Drugs
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- Mental Health
The situation that made me realize I needed to change my life was that I was living in a roach-ridden studio apt where people actually went door to door selling drugs. I weighed 90 lbs. (size 0) and had scars everywhere from picking at imaginary bugs on my skin.
I felt like I was dying. My friend helped me put my stuff in storage and kept my TV as collateral until I could pay her back. My brother took me in for two days and drove me around to recovery homes and was finally able to get me into a crisis house.
How I got help is that I asked for it! Because I asked for help I learned that numbing bad feelings or childhood memories like physical, sexual and emotional abuse, like I did, doesn’t solve any problems. It just prolongs them.
After 19 years in recovery I still struggle with the emotions inside me. I now have health issues and I am stuck in bed, so I miss meetings. Life gets different but always better than when I was drinking and using.
So many people like me with physical and mental illness need a meeting to come to them. I know you can go online, but it not the same without the hugs.