An angel delivered me to the doors of life |
|
|
My
life was miserable. I had lost my husband and was soon to lose my
children. I felt helpless. I was a clinical drug addict. My nightstand
beside my bed held Xanax, Oxycontin, Lortabs, Somas, and some other
kinds of sleeping pills. All prescribed to me by medical doctors.
At
one time I had my own business. A beautiful family. Everything a person
would want. But my life had turned into a living nightmare. I didn’t
eat food. I took drugs. I didn’t clean my home. I shot up drugs. I
didn’t love my family. I didn’t love myself. I was a wreck.
I
made several reaches for help. Doors were slammed in my face. I was
told I would always take medications. I could not come off all the meds
without dying. Doctors told me this. Several rehabs turned me down, I
was too addicted. Society turned its back on my screams and cries for
help. What’s the use, I’m doomed to live this life of misery. I
overdosed on October 14th of 2004. My 6 year old daughter found me with
no breath, no heart beat. She called for help.
Somehow, I made it
through the night. I refused emergency services but agreed to go to the
hospital with my father. Everything was such a blurr. The pain and
anguish I saw in my father’s eyes is something no parent should feel.
I
was the true example of what clinical drugs can do to a human being. I
was walking death. Just a body with no mind or spirit left. Narconon® accepted me. An angel delivered me to the doors of life.
I
went through the program and I stayed to train. I am now a living,
loving, productive human being. Narconon gave me the tools to remain
clean, the tools to pick myself up and to keep myself out of danger.
My
parents have a daughter. My sisters have a sister. My children have a
mother. My future grandchildren have a grandmother, someone they can be
proud of. Not a drug addict.
Narconon gave me back my will. My God did not condemn me to a life of drugs. I chose to do drugs.
My
biggest win, is I’m helping in the war against drugs. I know within
every cell of my existence that we can save lives from drug addiction.
I have purpose.
Patricia M.
Narconon Arrowhead Graduate, February 18, 2005
Story written May 2007
|