Story Archive: A Vague Notion Becomes Plain
From the Story Archive: July 2007
She uses tools that cross barriers
Before coming to prison, I had only a vague idea of the impact that my alcoholism was having, not only on me, but also on my family -- especially my six-year-old daughter.
I never stopped to think that at thirteen years old, I was making the wrong choice in running away from home with a thirty-two-year-old man. I loaded my young body with vodka -- not to mention the myriad of other drugs I found to take away my pain.
A few years later, I only can imagine how my family felt when the police called to tell them that their fifteen-year-old daughter was in crucial need of medical...
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