Each week I am going to be posting an inspirational story from someone who has battled, and overcome adversity. You were all so moved by my story, so imagine what a VILLAGE of us sharing our truths can do!
Drugs, alcohol, food, sex, gambling, hoarding, self-harm, co-dependency, abuse, violence, whatever it is you have survived, I want to hear about it and share with others who feel hopeless in similar situation.
To have your story considered, see submission guidelines below:
1) Tell me your story of overcoming adversity. I want to know: a) What was life like in during that time, what were the feelings and emotions associated with your situation. b) What event made you decide to change the situation for the better/ Why did you decide to change? c) How did you do it? Tell me about that experience. And d) what is your life like now? What amazing things have happened since?
2) Please keep it to around 2,000 words. I will be editing for grammar and punctuation, but please try your best to make the submission as neat as possible because I am not great at either of those myself.
3) Keep in mind the story will be online for anyone and everyone to read. If you do not feel comfortable putting your face and story out there, then please do not submit a story.
4) Attach a before picture (during the time of struggle), and a present day photo. (No children.)
5) Please use fake names if you are referring to others.
6) If your story is chosen it will be published on the Juggling The Jenkins website and shared on social media.
7) I have no idea when and if your story will be chosen to be published, so please refrain from emailing me asking once you’ve submitted.
Submit your stories via the submission form on the website.
I’M SO FREAKING EXCITED!
I was addicted to pain pills and heroin. I now take methadone at a clinic but I would love to tell my story if possible?
WhaaKaDup from Tulalip. I was running n gunning n drinkin n druggin for most a my life. I was a crack feen so I sold cocaine to support my habit. Smoked for 12 years straight. I weighed 125 Lbs soaking wet when they finally got me.
Got busted in 93, went to prison on 11-09-94. So I chose 11-10-94 as my clean date.
Been clean n sober ever since.
I help those struggling trying to fight their way outta that way of surviving.
I work with our Tribal court systems n run Sweat 💦 Lodges here on our Rez
One of the traumatic events that I feel some woman can relate with is when I was stalked for 3.5 years during my college years by a verbally and physically abusive ex boyfriend. My stalker broke in to my home many times and on one occasion he broke my clavicle and crushed parts of my sternum. As time went on, he attempted to murder me twice. I didn’t talk to many people about what I was going through because I didn’t feel I had a voice. I felt I didn’t matter enough to get the help I now know that I deserved. Once when I was taken to the local police station by the college cops (because neighbors heard me screaming one of many times that my stalker broke in to my home) the cop/ investigator there that I reported to told me that I was wasting his time and got up and left me sitting there. He reassured me that my fear of not mattering was true. Eight months later, my stalker broke in and dragged me out of my room by my ankles and had a rifle in his car where he planned to shoot me in the head. He was arrested before getting me to his car. There is so much to the story. Those 3.5 years would make a great movie, but it did not make getting my degree easy. I was determined he would not keep me from it and am now a Behavior Therapist helping children and adults with special needs. All of these years later, I still have night terrors. I wish I could go back in time and let him try again. I’m no longer that meek, young girl without a voice. He would be no longer breathing if he tried me now. You see, I found my voice as I got a little older and learned to love myself. I started fighting back harder and using wit to keep a step ahead of him. I learned to stand up FOR MYSELF and never to wait for someone else to do so. I am worth it now and I was worth it THEN. My stalker might have taught me fear, but God had given me a strong will and determination to get me through that and so much more. I’m thankful that I ‘fight like a girl’. He sent me a message two years ago letting me know that he knows where I live and that I am single now. I did not reply, but I keep my guard up. He would find a different person standing in front of him now. As a mother, I would react first and ask questions later if I saw that face of his again under my bed, hiding in my shower, or following me in his car.
PLEASE JUST PLEASE READ!!!!!!>I’ve been watching you since 2018 and have been on and off xannax im 5 months clean but my best friend fell way deeper into it all her and I are only 20. I’ve known her since we were in 4th freaking grade in girls scouts she is like my sister. Her father ODed on heroin a few year ago. She’s with an abusive boyfriend and has called mes from unknown numbers slurring her speech horribly. When we where younger I was the one you would call the bad influence she didn’t even smoke weed untill a few years after I did, anyways I’m sorry I lost tract I’m tearing up so bad where I can’t see the key board pls email me back Tif pls.
Jenkins pick him! I feel thing’s people’s emotions This will be good for all of our reservations. Got to take care of our people. They are still here and could use our support. Some of us are living on stolen property from back in the day. Let’s make peace love and chicken grease!
I would really like to submit my story. I still struggle ive been on and off clean for 3 years now but i always relapse. Maybe actually telling my story will help me and with my anxiety which is crippling along with my addiction. I wonder how long is too long for a story? Mine will def be a long one.
You can do it. You barely are in the deep end. Start now. Stay busy and stay away from people that make you feel bad. Be around people you see responsible and helpful. Don’t take advantage this time. Just do it. I have battled this for year’s. I was 22. Now 38. I have severe anxiety I never knew was possible. It won’t go away. Benzo’s are the only medication that calms me but it an addictive medication though monitored.
I also have really bad anxiety, depression with bad panic attacks on top of being an addict. At one time i was prescribed 240 10mg percocets and 120 1mg xanax a month and i would still run out. I got off the xanax first because they told me they wouldn’t prescribe them to me, that i had to see a shrink to get them. I’ve been clean off of everything for 15 months now. The anxiety is still more than i can handle at times. I’m trying to find new ways to deal with it. Trust me there are times when i swear i would kill for a xanax, but i don’t want to go back to the way things were before. You can do this. Keep reminding yourself how good it will feel to not have to rely on them anymore. Now if i could just stop smoking life would be great
Im definitely going to submit. I went from homeless, domestic violence lost my kids to now im a CNA have our own place own car… its one day at a time. Your a insperation ♡♡ and girl wed have alot of good laughs you and i. You remind me of myself, have a great day if procrastination leavez ill turn that story in lmao 😉
I left my abusive ex in September. I tried to leave two times before, but wasn’t successful because I wanted to see the good in him. There was nothing good about him. He tore off my clothes, held me down and while I was fighting back I thought why me.. he had marks on his face from where I hit him to get him off, so he used those as a way to weasel his way out of 2 counts of domestic violence felonies.. I went in front of a jury and they found him not guilty because I waited too long..but I did get him on violating the temporary protection order I had in place which saved me. He spent 3 months in jail and I now have my 3 year protection order in place and I am finally free. I still struggle every, single day, but I know I’ll be okay. I hope my story helps someone else who may be in the same situation or to someone who hasn’t left, but wants to. You can..I didn’t think I was strong enough, but I was and still am.
Ah girl!! Good for you for having the courage and strength to get out! I’m sorry. Thats horrible and I hear this so often.
I’m SO happy for you. I took my rapist to court and we had a hung jury because ONE juror found him not guilty (when asked why, it was also because I “waited too long”…He didn’t think I had the balls to go through it again, especially with the death threats. But I was in a phase where I didn’t even give a shit what happened, so when he found out he would have to go back for a retrial, he plead out. I remember that feeling, wondering why someone would not believe the facts presented because I “waited to long” and it struck a chord when I read your story. Why are we not believable or ignored if we “wait too long”? It’s fucked up, considering there are so many reasons we “wait too long”, especially fear of MURDER. I am so glad you were able to push through and recognize your worth. I’m so glad you got your 3 year plan and I want you to know that I’m here if you need help…And I never say that lightly. I’m sending you SO much love, light, strength and peace. You deserve so much happiness
Can you be any more BADASS? I so love your energy, your humor and your authenticity. I will submit my story for sure! I would SO LOVE to kick it with you CLEAN AND SOBER… us hanging out in our addiction would have been a train wreck! Thank you for creating a platform TO SHINE our light of RECOVERY and REDEMPTION! Happy SATURDAY TO YOU!
Heres the submission link
i read your story n had too comment i’m on a withdrawal at the moment n ive been on every opioid going i’m on oxy now n i was taking 30 daily n they don’t touch me my addiction has owned me for twenty years i’m 42 now n i’m done no more!!! i wondered if u have any advice on the last few n going to nothing daily i’m so used too taking tablets every morning n then i can cope i’m stuck please help xxxx
I had a opioid problem most of my life. I’m 57 now and I’ve been on a methadone maintenance program for 26 years. It helped turn my world around. I lost my daughter when she was 4 & had to change drastically to get her back. She’s 26 now and the reason I stay with the program. Next step is detox but I’m terrified. I’m a chronic pain sufferer as well and terrified I’ll be completely iMobile if I stop the methadone. Always living in fear.
I would love to tell my life story. I overcame so much and deal with anxiety but I’m not good at wording things.
My entire life has been overcoming adversity. My father left when I was a baby… Wah, wah, wah. Oh… But then at 40 I have a mental breakdown and a year and a half later I am diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. Wanna know what causes that? Overwhelming fear of rejection or abandonment. Well hell… Turns out it is all his fault. That… And all those bad decisions. I’m lucky I’m not dead.
Felt that! 😉
I have quite a story !!
I was 16 when I had my son and a year after that I started to party alcohol weed cocaine & one night what I thought was cocaine was actually meth Weekends turned into week days and before I knew it I was completely hooked. I shot up (iv) for the first time when I was 18 years old. After that I didn’t wanna do drugs any other way… I lost everything ! my son my family my self respect. I stayed in an abusive relationship for years because he was supplying me with drugs. I went months without checking in on my son or family and my close friends that I had before the drugs. The drugs started to take a toll on my looks my health my mental state I tried to commit suicide one night with meth and heroine in the same spoon praying to God that this be my last shot and to just take me cause I was such a shitty person shitty mother shitty friend .. but somehow I didn’t die that night. a week later I seen on the news that I was being indicted by the federal government for distributing Methamphetamine … I didn’t know at the time that it was actually a blessing in disguise, my saving grace! I did 3 years in a federal prison at 21 years old , but honestly it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was in a program called RDAP it changed my life for the better! I am now a total of 5 years clean from all drugs. I have my son back I work at a animal hospital Witch has been my dream ever since I was a little girl! I have my looks back my self respect I love myself! And I put my son and my myself before anything and couldn’t be more happier then I am today!
I would be happy to share my story .i been clean since 10/08/13 and am now an advocate for others that are struggling!
I suffered abuse .identity issues my mothers murder seperafion anxiety and today i am a grandmother of six beautiful grandchildren and i couldnt be happier!
Just say it in your own words, anything else would be dishonest. This is a judgment free zone. Stay strong!
Raped abused molested over and over since I was 5 ..Raised my baby brother best as I could … Mom was an addict.. after I went through all of that in Miami me facing 7 yrs in federal prison for being arrested w my step father/father of my 1st born..42 yrs w out a mom..I got her the help she needed to live drug free..my story according to Anne Rice needs to be told and its WAY TOO much to write contact me if your interested in hearing the story that makes the movie “Precious” look like a fairy tale except for the AIDS part. Let me know.
No one here is comparing stories. Each of our stories carries a msg. Msg of hope …
Yes, exactly! No one else’s story is more ‘horrific’ than the next. We all have our ‘own’ very unique stories to tell.. I cannot wait to share mine! #love.. #hope.. #happiness.. #RECOVERY!?
I had a nurse tell me when I was 15 and going through cervical spine bone cancer, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way”! I hated her for being so damn flip with me but those words came back to me many years later and those words saved my life! I sometimes can’t even believe I am, by the Grace of God, still here and still thriving at 67! You’re right! This isn’t a contest to see whose life was worse! It’s about getting by a day at a time, sometimes falling but getting right back up again! We ALL have been through nightmarish days and nights! This isn’t my whole story but when I GET A CHANCE, I really want to share my experience! These problems don’t belong exclusively to the poor, down trodden, uneducated people in this world!
Debbie Rak, you’re absolutely right! The operative word being ‘Will’. If you’ve the will to change, you’re 50% done with the task at hand. Every story here has one common theme, and primarily,it’s not just making a choice with the wrong man, but perservering and conquering. You’re all an inspiration to young women, and if I ever encounter a woman who needs to hear your messages, I will refer her to this site. Remember the quote: “BE the change you want to see in the world”. I always paraphrase that as “BE the person you needed when you were down and out”.
I wanna submit my tale as well. I’m trying to reaffirm some ideas to myself and this is my perfect opportunity to do that.
I lost my beautiful daughter last year from alcohol poisoning. Our family is so broken. My only living daughter became a alcoholic in 2 years to deal with her sisters death which was due to alcohol. She’s in rehab and she lost her kids, I lost my grandchildren. My husband and I have been together since I was 14, thank god I have him. Our journey has been hell. We went from the perfect family to my daughter dying and then my only living daughter being an alcoholic. My husband and I have been devastated beyond words. We are broken and I thought well, that’s it, our story is over….. But no, it wasn’t and is not…over…I finally realized I have to get me back,i can’t change what happened, I can only educate and pray this dosent happen to someone else, but it will and I want to have resources to help family’s get through this. It is possible to smile again and to be living , not existing.there is hope, there is healing , there is life after loss.
I currently in the latter part of alcohol abuse..I drank for many years to numb myself m in end I didn’t even want to. Mo only did it to keep the the tremors and withdrawal away … finally my my liver and kidneys totally failed.. the dr’s told my then bf.. that I was (activity dying).. I had blood transfusion.. induced medical coma.. acitece.. then treated with giant needle to drain the fluid build in my abdomen.. I was in and out of ccu 5 or 6 times in a few years in my death bed even after not drinking anymore. The damage was done. I was put on a liver transplant list. The whole 9. It was a very long road. In still in it. But it’s been 2 years or so. Dress are super impressed with my recovery.. the lasix and other meds have done well..I no longer need to be on the transplant list (for now) later in life that will likely change. But still drink free and getting married to be that stuck with me. Even when I lost the ability to walk during the 16 day induced coma and had to re learn.. alcohol is tough. It’s so easy to get stuck there..bc is socially acceptable.. and at least for me.. it was easy to hide the frequency and amount of and depth of your problem. You don’t even realize what a crutch it becomes until you feel ill without it.
So sorry. Can’t even imagine.
talk too me your life sounds crazy n u made it through tell me more your one amazing lady i’m nicky from the uk going through my own addiction problems
Absolutely love that you are doing this! We must end the stigma attached to addiction and help one another by sharing our stories to encourage those who are still struggling to keep fighting!
My name is Jennifer and I’m a living witness that we do recover. I started using crack cocaine at the age of 14 and continued to use for 20+ years. I lived on skid row in downtown Los Angeles in a tent, sold my body on every corner that they had down there. I had a death wish every time I took a hot of my DOC. I just prayed that God would take my life from me because I didn’t know how to live without getting high. In 1999 I got into a car with a serial killer (Todd Alan Reed) in Portland Oregon and jumped out of the car before he could do anything to me. He was arrested 2 weeks later for murdering 3 women. Then in 2005 I encountered the serial killer named “Grim sleeper” in Los Angeles. I was pistol whipped and kicked out of the car on a one way street. I never went to the police about these encounters because nobody was going to believe a drug addicted prostitute. I’m August 2006 I witnessed my ex boyfriend getting shot 3 times in the chest by LAPD. Then later in August 2006 I was almost murdered but a man that promised me drugs. All this should have been a warning to me, but it was just fuel for me to keep getting high. I finally got clean in August 19, 2017. Then got married in September 24, 2017. Here I am a wife, a employee at my job, and a living witness
Dear God girl!! Now you have a story. That is insane all you’ve been through and survived? You have something very special to do in this life! I used crack for 7 months straight and over dosed about 5 times! Finally finally finally got clean after 13 yrs of using and all that intells! What a trip! My hats off to you ❤
Best one yet.
You’re amazing 👏
Oh Honey, I’m so sorry. I thought….wait til these people hear my life stories…then, I start reading others stories. I can’t even imagine what you have been though. Thank God you are clean and on the right path now. I wish you and your family well.
I am editor. If you want help editing the submissions, just email me.
“I am an editor” or “I’m an editor. 🙂
Tee Hee. 🤭
So proud of you! You have turned out to be a strong, healthy blessed woman. I am 70 and just now successfully dealing with ongoing anxiety and depression. On pills.?
It’s helped me to hear your struggles and wanting to sleep all day, etc.
I now rest w/o guilt more, so thank you for all you do. You are a true warrior and blessing.
My name is mexico i have struggled with drug addiction for 23 years been with for 17 she never left my side and never put me down for it ife been clean for 3 years in August turn myself and my marriage over to god we pray every night together i work a 20 and 10 schedule and have never been so happier thanks for your time love all your post
I want to thank you for your story. And for the opportunity to share mine.
Do you have to do a before and after picture? I would love to share my story but for saftey reasons cannot have my picture posted.
Thank U Tiffany for the years of life after addiction blogging & sharing your experience, strength & hope. I’d love to share my story however, I’m still going through my 4th step & am 2 yrs clean after 20+ years of using & abusing. Single now after 17yrs with the father of my children who live with their dad in a different state while I attempt to gain more in life than just some clean time. One day I may slow down long enough to type a 2000 word email of my own story to be told to others on my smart phone, for now keep doing what your doing THANK U FOR YOUR HONESTY OPEN-MINDEDNESS & WILLINGNESS
Hi my name is Meghan and I’m a recovering addict. I celebrate 6 years Feb 4th. I would love to share my story.
Congratulations Meghan! PROUD OF YOU!
Hello my name is Sarah and I am 10 years recovering addict and I would love to share hope in my story. Thank you Miss Jenkins.
I definitely want to share my story not real sure if I’ll have any bad pics from when I was my worse just due to losing all our stuff on 2 different occasions within a yr. Of each other and a lot of the things I lost were my baby Books for my kids and my pictures it was awful I’m crying just writing it blah. I too am actually in a clinic as well it’s a subutex clinic but I’ve been going for 4 yrs now I’m proud of myself but not at the same time this is something I’ve wanted to ask you about as well. Well I’ll quit rambling hopefully I can work up the courage to share my story cuz it’ll be my anxiety and depression that will make me second guess writing this lol. I love you girl and love everything you are doing
I know. Depression and anxiety is what is holding me back too. I could write my life story and would be happy to share it if it would helps others or be relatable to allow someone to not feel alone in their struggles, and/or let them know that there’s
Is a rainbow on the other side. But…I just can’t get over submitting pictures to be put out for the world to see. My anxiety about others seeing me, holds me back from submitting my story. 😥
My life story isn’t cloaked in drugs and booze. Well I take that back both my parents were alcoholics, and my step dad abused me from 12 to 19 sexually. There is a lot more and I’m not totally out of the woods, because I’m going through a divorce and I’m scared about what will happened next. I’m a mother of two. And I’m an Indy Author. My sister Brandi showed me your videos on Facebook and since then I’ve been hooked. You are amazing. And I want you to know I appreciate what you do and what you stand for. I don’t know if this would be a place for my story as I’m not an addict, but I know about heartache and hardship. Love you and keep doing you!
I just want to say thank you!!!! We need more people like you!!!! Thank you for sharing your story, and giving people who are addicts and struggling hope!!!! I absolutely love your videos!!!! They are hilarious. Lol. You have no idea how much you have impacted people’s lives! Thank you for being you! I know there have been times when I’ve had bad days and I have watched your videos via Facebook or YouTube and you always make me laugh!!! They say that laughter is the best medicine, so thank you from the bottom of my heart! Keep up the good work.
I love this! I love that you built your testimony and now living it!
I am surviving the death of my 22 year old daughter. I am “anxiety/grief/pain!” The other day when you posted that you couldn’t go live my heart was broken for you but I have to tell you that I get it! Today I woke up from a night of nightmares and a morning filled with anxiety…I didn’t want to do this thing today. When I have all the things to do but they just have to wait because I have to make sure I am okay….it is really all I can do. I can tell stories of things I have overcome but truly the largest hurdle in my life has been continuing on and being boldly broken about my anxiety/depression/pain/grief. Sometimes life is just bigger than me and that is when I have to remember that it is okay to just pause.
Thank you for being so open!!
I am soooooo very sorry for your incredible loss! My heart goes out to you! 💕💕
Hello,my name is chasity I will share my story,I’ve battled with traumas and mental illness since 6,started using hard drugs at 13 and I’ve been clean for 23 months,longest ever,I didn’t think it was possible,my children was taken from me in active addiction,we are now a family again, it’s a struggle but we are all healing together,my traumas cause me to hurt myself and others,when I was taught to use my body for what I wanted at a early age,I contracted the hiv virus and I had a suicidal mindset and I wanted to die,on top of that,I tried to infect everyone I had sex with because of the emotional and spiritual and mental pain,I was in..31 years of active addiction and I’ve been clean 23 freaking months at 44 years old?…recovering and working the steps,my higher power is not done with me yet
you amazing human keep fighting!!xx
My name is Emily mackey. I was struggling with addiction for 10 years. I started using marijuana at the age of 12. I always saw myself as an outcast in elementary School through highschool. I figured that if I smoked with certain people that I would fit in. I always had mental issues such as depression and anxiety. By the time I was 18 I had been to multiple hospitals, in and out of DCF custody. I was taken away from my parents at the age of 15 and went through a lot of trauma. Such as a house fire that took everything from me, to a father who was never there for me because of his career and basically being raised by my mother, who suffered from alcoholism for 18 years from when I was born till 4 years ago. I put myself around the wrong group of people and started smoking cigarettes and weed at the age of 12. I never felt loved by anyone so I did things to make myself feel welcomed in groups of people that where doing very negative illegal things. I thought I was so cool hanging out with these people. By the age of 17 I become a high school drop out 2 months before I was suppose to graduate. I ended up dating multiple men that I thought I loved but ended up treating me like I was not a human being by the age of 18 I had met a guy on a dating website who made me thought I was everything. I felt loved. Everything I every wanted. But that did not last long. After 5 months I was introduced to cocaine. I had no idea that he had been doing this stuff and as an 18 year old I was very curious and wanted to try it. And from that moment on I was hooked. I had done things for money that I would be disgusted about when I was younger. But I was not only hooked to the drugs but to the guy that I was with. After a year I was homeless on the streets and doing even worse things f my fix. I eventually got hooked on heroin after. A year an a half because he could not find anyone to get what my first choice was. My self esteem was so low I had no self respect or any empathy/sympathy for my REAL friends or people In my family. I ended up getting pregnant whole I was a heroin addict living on the streets with then same man who had introduced me to this lifestyle. I had been 4 months pregnant when the man I was with got abusive and shoved me on the ground and beet me. I ended up having a miscarriage at 4 and half months pregnant because of this. After I had left the hospital I decided that now was the time to get my life to get together. My parents always wanted to help me but I was to stubborn to ask for it. But at this point I was desperate. My parents ended up helping me get clean at the age of 21. I ended up going to a detox for 1 week and immediately went to a partial program that was in the same facility. I spent a total of 4 weeks there and after I went to a sober house where I learned to cope with my triggers my feelings and my hard times. I spent 8 months there. And after I met the most supportive man I have every met. I am now 1 year and 4 months clean. I also have three amazing step children and an amazing husband. And I could not be happier. I love your channel and j watch it daily. I look up to and what you have also overcome. There is a lot more to my story but it is to much to Type. My dream is to message you and to get a response. At the moment I am trying to get a job as a addiction counselor and so far it is looking good. Thank you for all the positivity you put out for people like me to see and know that I’m not alone.
U are amazing I’m an ex speed addict then couldn’t get it at 17 and was introduced to miss herion then methodone and got off methodone thought I could have a couple tastes but ended up hanging out so cos I was weak I got onto the suboxone strips then the injection I have been clean for only 3mths since the suboxone injection wore off but I have a beautiful 4yr old I’m in Victoria Australia where are u from? And seriously girl ur amazing an inspiration x Sarah
I think what you are doing shows so much courage and strength! Sharing painful times of your life to encourage and help others is amazing! How proud you should be of yourself. And to truly want to hear others painful journeys and share them to give others hope and courage also is beyond incredible! Thank you for the raw, honest, and courageous content that you provide even while you continue to go through all the battles anxiety curses you with!
Tiffany, I just watched your live from the other day when you were in the hotel room. Where you were saying you need to be kinder to yourself and all about the bad things you say to yourself. Have you ever considered hypnosis? Yea I know it sounds crazy but I tried it because a friend used it to quit smoking and I remembered how hard that was for me so I figured there’s gotta be something to it. So I went because I wanted to be a more fun mom and wife and in the process of explaining how horrible I feel when I yell at my kids, it came up about some past trauma with a step mom and I really didn’t realize how much this woman still affected my life well long story short in one session this woman no longer has any power over how I feel about myself, it was a 37 year struggle and knowing I would have to see her and be around her always put me in an anxious frenzy followed by a complete tailspin of emotion. I swear by hypnotherapy it was awesome and I always feel amazing after I leave. I stopped eating pasta like I can’t even eat my favorite kind anymore because eew I just spit it out. And I now love veggie plates and most importantly I love myself and for me that’s HUGE. I just really want you to look into it, maybe it can help you resolve all of your negative feelings about you and help you to love yourself like so many others do. I just wanted to share and couldn’t find a way to just email you directly. ?
Not knocking anything that keeps u out of madness b ut t for me methadone just was another rollercoaster I jumped off it works if u work it I have a friend been on it 15 years.so have a plan
Is this still going on?
Reading “High Achiever” now. Half way through. It’s literally made me sad and laugh out loud several times. I love it. ❤️
I would really love to share my story if possible for everyone who feels like they will never beat their addiction and other tragities, I’m so glad I didn’t turn bk to pain pill and heroin when my husband passed away in November from Brain Cancer and we share 2 kids together a 12 daughter and 3yr old son! I’m trying so hard to be their rock n stay strong for them but i feel like I’m losing it at times,then we watch you and your just such an inspiration to me!!!!
Tiffany I emailed you a little bit about my and to ask for your help with my ministry, which appears to be very closely aligned with your work. I didn’t think of a profile on myself but that would be helpful to both of us I think.
I have been sober for 1 year and 9 months. I had 5 years sober then relapsed for 3 years resulting in a overdose/ suicide attempt. I have been saved by god for a reason. I am now a State board certified recovery specialist with the state of Pennsylvania. I hope to share my Experience, strength and hope with others suffering with addiction.
I was abused by my boyfriend during a year. Now I blocked him everywhere!!!!
I suffered abuse .identity issues my mothers murder seperafion anxiety and today i am a grandmother of six beautiful grandchildren and i couldnt be happier!
I have too much to fit in a paragraph, I’ve started writing a book on my life, I stop writing at times because it’s even a bit much for me to handle. A little run down, sexually abused from age 5 to 10, belted for 2 years by first boyfriend from 16 to 18, I looked like the elephant woman. Followed by parents divorcing during this time, then deep depression, full on pot addiction and exploring other psychedelic drugs just wanting to end my life. Find my future partner in midst at 19 in the drug scene, kings cross was my hang out joint!! He was 27 when we meant at maroubra beach Sydney, decided to get off the heavy drugs but still on the pot. We had 5 beautiful babies together, my first at 23 and the 5th at 33, I was either pregnant or breast feeding for 10 & 1/2 years!! At 34 the rock of my life, my mum passed from cancer at 55. Two years later my husband passed with brain aneurysm at 43, leaving me with 5 kids, eldest 13, youngest 3. My youngest was born with a rare condition which left him blind in his right eye, I practically lived at the hospital it’s him, they finally decide to take out the very sick eye after a serious injury playing at a friends house. I became a fitness instructor, but in be known to the outside world I drank alcohol to help with the pain. This went on for several years. I stepped into self development and became a vegan for 4 years. Eight years later my dad passed, the only one left of the three whom I adored, at 67 from massive heart attack, I was 43 then. He came to stay with me as I’d moved north after my husbands death. Next day he passed. I couldn’t take the pain again, I started drinking and pot addiction for the next 6 & 1/2 years, my children have suffered immensely and has shown in so many areas of their own lives, with drugs etc. My youngest is now 16, my eldest 26, my eldest boy is 22 and back on track, he is now studying to be an engineer, my eldest daughter an indigenous artist, the three youngest are getting there. I’m about 4 weeks clean, I’ve had multiple relationships, but was always same type of men, I put my kids through tough times because of my choices. Today I’m 4 weeks clean, I’m trying so hard, I’ve had no help and never asked for it, only during my self development years to better myself. I worked hard, to pay rent, bills and food, as we always had big homes to accommodate my children. I’m so grateful for every experience wether it be positive or negative. There’s more too, but that’s it in a not shell.
I started non pot at 14 then introduced thru my supplier to speed I then couldn’t get it so was introduced to herion and omg I loved it I became a prostitute to support my habit until I got off methodone when I was 22 then 2 mths later ran into an old friend and was back on herion started working again then was raped went to police was then taken to court for making a false report because I had prostitution on my record the assumed a job gone wrong so I spent 2&1/2 yrs in court once a month protesting my innocence and once they actually got a witness which was the guy I went back and told cos it happened at a sex shop and he told the truth and I was told the chargers where dropped so after that I got back on herion worked again got belted in the shower by a chick and her bloke as they thought I’d stolen something from them they stole my gear cash and I couldn’t work with my face the way it was I was naked with a towel it was so humiliating so once again I was back on the methodone and using occasionally until I moved away after being smashed over the head with a tyer iron 5 times and nearly got me into the boot I would have been dead I pictured my feet like concrete but was saved by my new partner he had to stab him for him to let go I tried to go into a shop asked them to close the door ring the cops but no “get out” they said shame the boys ended up in there and a lot of the fridges and freezers were damaged yet a Good Samaritan came to my aid said to keep going he won’t let them get me I kept trying to call the police anyway trip to hospital police guard then statement so off to court again they got jail I was 24 my mother never gave up on me she moved me and my sister to a country town where I met a very well known mans son who had plenty off money so plenty of gear he then has some ice by first choice needle and actually loses the plot so I stay off the gear try to look acter him he ended in a phyc hospital comes home so we go have another hit of ice he loses plot completely hits me over the head with a solo can then smashed my drivers side window as I tried to leave and then marched me off the property by my neck then I meet my future husband go work for awhile then meet my still best mate and we got together he was an amazing bag thief so he never let me work as a prostitute yet he belted me once then I went back to my partner we got married had a daughter and been clean off methodone for 2yrs but only clean 3months from the suboxone injection and happy but single and living with my mother so getting there
I had a troubled childhood…sexual abuse. I started drinking at nine and by the time I was 15 I was drinking daily, staying out, smoking cigarettes and tried cocaine for the first time at 16. I dabbled in drugs for a few years, but alcohol was a huge problem. I was drinking at school (when I would actually go). At 19, I smoked crack for the first time and stayed on it for several months. Quit, only to go back a few years later at 23. This started a ten year roller coaster ride of drugs, abuse, illegal activities, and lots of self harm. No matter what happened, I wanted it and I did whatever I had to to get my fix. It didn’t matter how many times I was arrested; I went right back to the drugs and illegal activities. In and out of jail, in and out of crack houses and abusive relationships. I tried quitting at the end of 2010 when my family sent me to live with my sister in another state. That didn’t work out so by the end of 2011 I was back on crack and pills. I had given up alcohol many years earlier when a good friend was killed by a drunk driver, but what I traded it for was way worse. Then one day in March of 2012, after a 3-month bender I woke up sick. Eyes and skin yellow, intense pain (both physically and mentally) and I knew I had to do something different because I didn’t want to die. And I knew that’s where I was headed. I called my mom, who had left the state to get away from me and the trouble I was causing (I got her fired from a job because I stole money from the business), and begged her to help me. I promised her it would be the last time I would ask for this. She asked me why I couldn’t wait a few days and I told her the truth “because if I don’t leave now I never will” and thankfully my mom understood my meaning and said she would call me right back. She called me an hour later to tell me I was on the first bus out of town. Unfortunately that wasn’t until the next morning. I didn’t know if I could make it that long. My dog (I had her about 1½ months at this point) and I lived with my drug dealer and his girlfriend. It’s not like I could go hide somewhere and lock myself away. So I did what any addict does, I stayed high up until I had to get on that bus the next morning. I didn’t know if I would actually go through with it. But I did. I left my dog with the people I had been staying with and got on the bus and left to another state. A week later I rented a ca and went back to get my dog. And she is really the reason why I chose to get clean and get my life together.
I started back to college in 2012, graduated with my Bachelor’s in Psychology in 2016. Started a Master’s program in 2017 and am now working in the mental health field helping others with mental health and substance abuse issues recover and stay in recovery.
I was a late bloomer to the the party culture I didn’t drink until I was 21. I met someone and shortly after was introduced to cocaine. Along the way a “friend” gave me meth, I honestly didn’t know I thought it was really good cocaine like the naive kid I was still. Over the years this so called friend would joke about those first few times I used meth with them and snorted it complaining it burned unlike other cocaine but also gave me a rush unlike any other.
I quit using meth years later thanks to an intervention from my good friends and the that so called friend revealing their terrible character. I still drank and occasionally used cocaine but I maintained to good jobs, volunteered and was a good friend.
During the pandemic work stopped for me. The fact that I’m bipolar wasn’t discovered until my drinking spiraled out of control and I developed wet brain and nearly died. The fact is I always knew I felt off but I thought I was weak. I don’t really think I knew what bipolar was and I’m still figuring it out. I’m 9 months sober now without much memory of my journey, I lost my job due to the inability to return post pandemic and I’m probably the happiest I’ve ever been.
I no longer have all these secrets, my family has forgiven and supported me thru this terrifying time. My friendships are stronger than ever and I e met some great people along my journey in treatment.
I have a long road ahead but I take it one day at a time, sometimes one minute at a time. I’m lucky I’m still here to enjoy each of those moments
I have over 6 years clean and sober, by the grace of God. Ive been to 3 prisons and countless rehab’s. I work today as a drug and alcohol counselor and am a mother of two beautiful girls. Recovery is possible. You can do anything you want and you don’t have to do it alone!
Hello I would like to share my story. I have always been a drug user as long as I can remember. I have tried it all and loves it all. But one day before Thanksgiving 2019 changed my life FOREVER! I I started no feeling good so I went to my dealer real fast and went to the er. Thank god I did because I was way sicker than I thought! I ended having a stroke, a bunch or brain abscess, endocarditis. The infection from my heart broke off into my brain, my finders which caused them to die and have to be amputated. All from heroin all at once!! The doctors were telling my family either my heart would give up or by brain would, I was 87llbs so weak that I coded a few times! Thank god I still had a family who wouldn’t give up on me and they fought just as hard as I did! I promised the drs I WOULD never use again. After all the therapy in the nursing home I learned to talk again, got my strength back and showed I wasn’t going to give up no matter what. I’ve been clean since that day. I have the best doctors, family, and resolve to live and would not take my life for granted ever again. Once my speech is better I want to help talk to kids and let them know ITS NOT WORTH IT!!!
I KNOW THIS IS A LONG POST BUT PLEASE READ I AM TRYING TO GET MY STORY OUT THERE
You see I am a SURVIVOR of sexual assault/ incest I a also struggle with my mental health, I understand this makes me a second class human I understand that but that doesn’t make me irrelevant. So my family has through hell the past 3 years. We lost everything. I am a 41 years old mother of 5 two of which are grown 3 are in grade school.We are no stranger to hardship. I Lost my father 2001, of a drug overdose my mother 2006 Again overdose, my brother Tommy passed 2014 of what? Again an overdose. Then 2018 my brother Norm Committed Suicide. Life has just been really hard for me is what I’m trying to establish. I have had to fight and overcome over and over and over again. Sometimes I wouldnt even be completely healed from one trauma before I was hit with another.
Let me explain to you how my family lost everything. I have struggled with my mental health since I was a child. Mental health and substance abuse run repent in my family. After struggling with drug addiction and a severe mental health episode in my early 20’s. I applied for disability and things with me were so severe they approved me right aways. So fastf forward 2018 I am supporting 4 kids all alone, disability sends me a letter and guess what it must be a miracle I am cured no longer mentally ill hallelujah praise Jesus.. Now the reason they were saying this is because over the 14 years I had been working to get myself stable I achieved this. For the most part at least, I still struggled with the occasional manic episode or the uglier side of bipolar her sister depression coma. But I was on a good course of med and my primary who I have been seeing for 15 years was prescribing my meds. My diagnosis include bipolar, borderline, PTSD , Generalized anxiety among the more severe My official medical record there is also things like severe depression but I feel that my depression is a symptom of my bipolar. Anyway just trying to establish the level of my mental illness. All alone 4 kids we lived in a trailer I had purchased for really cheap and I had been trying to fix it up for my family. It wasn’t much but it was ours and I was doing all the work myself I was really proud of myself. We were fairly happy for a family that lived on a fixed income. Once I was magically cured I did what a grown up would do and I got a full-time job. I made it about a year and a half and hurt my shoulder. Workers comp $64 that new car I was able to purchase with my recent income raise gone. Trailer gone possessions gone our dog of 9 years as well as all the rest of our fur babies gone. With no means to provide for them kids they eventually gone too. Living with their grandma. I then had a severe mental breakdown, lost everything living on the streets all alone. I started traveling south. Discovering crystal meth along the way. After years of sobriety I relapsed and was suddenly worse off than I was in my 20’s. Me and my kids are close so It wasn’t long before I went home(3 MONTHS) found my way back into recovery. Did the work completed many programs along the way got my kids back but I want our life back too we are trying to pick up the pieces from the past But losing so much hits you hard. Things were different I was different I had changed somehow I lost my love for life I no longer experience excitement I didn’t look forward to things and was so depressed I Still can’t seem to get my disability back so I have no income and depend entirely only kids father. After months of no income and no ability to get a job without any transportation as well as the fact that mentally I can not do this much longer I made a decision I was going to do something to change what was happening here. I hate feeling this way. I want adventures again with my children a little garden of vegetables. Having a home that wasn’t perfect but it was mine. I decided I wanted to throw a benefit dinner and try to raise money for my family So I took to the internet I made myself a FB group and began to seek out supporters. I have never spoke publicly about all the neglect and abuse I endure through my life honestly I have severe PTSD due to the trauma. I have always planned to someday tell my story so I made this part of my goal to raise money to get my family back on our feet and get all these things I have kept hidden inside so long out let them go and maybe actually begin healing from them so I started this a blog trying to draw in people to listen and support me on this. Share with them how we got in such a crappy place. It hasn’t even been a week and I have 100 people in my group. But if I’m going relive my heartbreaking past I want to know that people are listening. You see I have never been properly cared for I have always felt I never mattered in my family. I don’t really have aunt’s or uncles cousins brithers. I mean they are there just don’t want anything to do with me. Which I don’t completely understand and any of them wanted to come forward and tell people why I was not a worthy person to be in their lives then lease do, cause I’m curious. You know how bad it hurts seeing pictures of the people that were once a part of your having parties and celebrating things together and never including me I am the disposable one Now I suffer from extremely low self esteemi truly hate myself I don’t make videos so when I post on social media trying to draw supporters to our cause I have to try and get attention with just a few words. This has been hearted breaking. It seems nobody cares about topics such as mental health and sexual assaults. Not something that’s trending or whatever. I never used TikTok before this but how can a girl rolling her eyes and bobbing her head to music draw more attention that a sexual assault victim who is looking her voice? It has been really discouraging I need to do something to change my life so I can get back to the hard working strong dedicated woman I once was. I’m a mere shell I know it’s crazy for someone to plan a benefit dinner to raise money for her family who lost their world in such a way. But if it was a flood or a fire people would line up around the corner to help a mother and her three young kids. The way we lost everything was not our fault I had no control over getting hurtThis world is very unfair and very unsupportive of mental illness and victims of trauma or maybe it is that people just don’t support me. My family didn’t want me why would people who don’t even know me?
I would like to share my testimony. I would like to write a book but I don’t know where to start. I’m guessing my story will probably be more than 2000 words. I’ve gone through multiple traumas since I was seven months old I’ve dealt with molestation and rape by multiple people one of my rapes were violent. I’ve gone through lots of physical and mental abuse and I grew up in foster homes and due to the life that I was living as a child I got involved in the occult and then Satanism I was homeless and strung out for over 10 years on heroin and meth. I was involved in the occult for about 17 years. Then one day God saved me. That’s just the gist of it there’s a whole lot that happened to me in my life.