I am writing this to tell you that at the age 20 I started to use drugs and it has been a 10 year battle for me. I am now in a treatment facility that is helping me work through my addiction. If I could do it all over again I would have never started [...]
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I’m a 25-year-old economics major from Toronto currently working for a shoe manufacturer. To this day I’ve never consumed a hardcore narcotic, and it’s because there was enough proof in my childhood that told me it’s best to avoid them.
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Bryan was a meth addict, at the end of his rope. Considering topping himself – six months clean of crystal meth – and now he was using again. Back at bottom rung of a ladder he’d tried so hard to climb. Bitter in his disappointment, enraged with a world that had failed to help him [...]
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When I was at work I did a good job. I worked hard and helped to make the business grow. As I got more comfortable in my job I started to abuse the fact that my family owned the business. I showed up late for work consistently. I would take money from the business. I would also take product out of the store for my own consumption. I also used drugs while at work.
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Never touched drugs for a number of years. Good job, nice house, life was good. I have had many accomplishments in my life; including winning a couple of provincial titles in varies competitions.
Now I sit here from a drug rehabilitation center writing you a short letter. Now at the age of 53.
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Before I came to rehabilitation I was working as a Equipment Operator in Alberta. My drug use has cost me many jobs in one way or another, Either I was high at work or I never got any sleep and did something to cost me my job
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I have looked back since I have been here and tried to figure out how I became a drug addict. I had everything I wanted growing up, a loving well-off family and the opportunity to do whatever it was I wanted to do. Eight years later I was a crack addict with no job and no home.
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Drug addiction and alcohol addiction ruin the holidays for everyone involved. Sure, we got great gifts, but the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. All afternoon and evening we would hear the little barbs coming from my Mother and Father. Even at my Grandmother’s house, but they curtailed it somewhat there. Alcohol addiction is the reason my sisters and I never wanted to spend Christmas night at home. We would take our favorite toy to Grandmother’s house and ask to stay there.
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