While the broad class of drugs is known as stimulants, you may not be 100% familiar with which drugs that includes in practice. Before delving into the finer points of stimulants like – what they are, what they do and their addictive nature – let’s list the common ones and some usage stats. Common Stimulants […]
Stories of Addiction
When you think of Florida, you no doubt think of sea and sun, it’s why we’re known as the Sunshine State after all. In recent years though, it’s become much more than just a vacation destination and is now well regarded for the quality drug and alcohol treatment centers throughout the state too. We’d humbly
If you’re anything like the ‘active addiction’ version of me, you might think that drug rehabs and addiction treatment centers are only for the rich and famous and other people with seemingly “fake” problems. I was very ignorant and naive. I knew I was getting closer and closer to death — the local Emergency Room
Hi, My name is Bill, and I’m a Dad of a recovering Alcoholic/Addict. 9 months ago, I did see me writing this Testimonial. Since July of 2015, our family had been tormented by the disease of addiction that took my son through four detoxes and attempts at rehab. We were lost. Our entire family was
It was 5AM, June 30th, 2014. I was staring at my computer screen with dried-out, dark red eyes. A loaded syringe and a burned-up pipe sat next to me on the table, along with a slew of empty beer cans and liquor bottles occupying the remaining surfaces of my room. The anxiety in my gut
I never knew what was wrong with me until I entered AA. All I knew was that I was different and needed to be fixed. Over and over again, you hear “I just never fit in” uttered during meetings. Well, that was my reality. I grew up in a very wealthy family in the Philippines.
Thinking back to September 2015 I can still remember the pain I felt as I fell to my knees in the hotel room. “NOOOOO!!!!!, I screamed. This can’t be happening again!!!!! I was filled with fear, and I felt like my world was coming to an end. “I want my son back!!!”That was the last
My mom got clean when I was 3 years old. Before that, I can remember going to the beach with her and her friends and hanging out in the bar while they drank. I can remember the bartender serving me Shirley Temples with extra cherries, just the way I liked them. I don’t have any
As I sit and write this, I ask myself “why has it taken so long to share my story?” The answer is simple: It’s easier to hide our past then it is to share it. The beginning of my story may not seem so special, but what makes my story worth sharing is how it ends.
As a mom of a seriously ill child, you would give your life so they would not have to suffer. At the age of one, my son had the first of what would end up being 32 abdominal surgeries. Life, as we knew it for over 15 years, was spent in and out of hospitals.