This past year has been an intense journey for me. I moved back from Houston March 8, 2012 because I was in a very bad relationship with my boyfriend and drugs. I finally grew the courage to ask for help so my mom flew out, we packed my things and from the second we got in the car and started the 15 hour drive back to Albuquerque, I never looked back.
That was the hardest decision I have ever made, and I thought the pain and suffering would end there, but I was wrong.
The next few months were filled with "cold turkey" detoxing which included, but was not limited to, intense therapy, family interventions, and battling with my own demons on a day to day basis.
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| This is me in before I made the decision to come home... Sure I look happy, but I was so messed up all the time that I didn't car that my health was diminishing and my "friends" weren't really friends at all. |
Now, not even a year later, I find myself looking back on my hardships as a growing experience. I have kept the same job for almost a year now, I live with my boyfriend of 8 months in a spacious two bedroom apartment with our two kid-ens and have surrounded myself with a small circle of great friends. I was recently promoted to bartender and have not only been clean for 11 months, but have also slowed down on my drinking and have been trying to focus each day on finding a way to better myself just a little more, even if that means just getting the courage to start writing again.
I have grown so much as a person yet I still have so far to go. I chose to stay afloat when I could have easily drowned in my addiction, and now I am ready to start swimming.
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| Our two kid-ens, Cray and Yawns =) |
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| I am so thankful for this man. He knows me inside and out and has helped me through so many trials and tribulations . Because of him, I will never forget that you have to go through hell to get to heaven. |
One step at a time.
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