A Change for the Better
At seventeen years old, I had my first baby, received my first welfare check, and started drinking and using drugs. For the next ten years, my drinking and drugging progressed to daily using and I had a total of three children. On Good Friday, after seeing my mother in the hospital, I experienced my first major blackout which lasted two days. When I got home I finished my children's Easter dresses and sent them to church. I felt so scared, embarrassed, and ashamed. I went to see my doctor and he suggested very strongly that I go into a treatment program and complete it. He also told me...