Hi. I’m Megan and I’m an Addict. I thought that was a weird word. I didn’t really ever think I was one. It’s a typical story really. But so hard for me to deal with. I was always the outcast when I was a kid. By the time I started drinking and smoking, my parents had already been divorced and remarried three separate times. I felt that as a teenager I was abandoned. Even though I knew that they were better off apart I still missed my dad. I fought with my mom constantly. Broke all of her rules since I was old enough to break them. I come from a very strict religious home. I grew up with God and Jesus, but I never felt them in my life. Everyone had abandoned me, so why not God as well?
I never used to think I had a problem. I only drank on the weekends and then I started smoking pot. I was 13 years old and I was skipping school to smoke pot and get drunk. I then found a new drug…pain pills. I had a kidney infection so my doctors prescribed me narcotics. I really liked them. I liked the way that I didn’t have to feel or think. I could just zone out and forget all of my pains. I was depressed, but my therapists didn’t know it, really. I was so good at masking my pain and sorrow, they would think I was fine. I wasn’t doing them all the time and I even stopped for several years, but the drinking and smoking continued.
I moved out at age 18 and it was really really bad. I was drinking almost all the time. I started getting my hands on any downer pill that would get me high. I didn’t want to feel anything anymore. I started talking to Hope Coaches at age 15, right after my suicide attempt. They were amazing. I have never forgotten how I felt at the end of that call. I understood that my life was a mess. Then at age 19, I found the ultimate downer…heroin. It was like those pain pills, only so much better. I could just smoke my problems away. I felt amazing.
Skip a couple years…I’m living in a hotel room with my boyfriend, who is selling drugs to keep us supported. I was cut off from all family and friends. I never wanted it to be like that. I found a place and was okay for a while. Still all the while, thinking that I didn’t have a problem. I didn’t use it all the time, just once in a while. I was fine. I got kicked out of the house we moved into because we were just high all the time. All energy and time went into thinking of ways to get money to get drugs. I drove an hour each day to pick up and sometimes twice. I stole. I lied to people I didn’t even know. I panhandled and because of my innocent look and the fact that I didn’t shoot up, so no track marks…people gave me money. I ended up living in a homeless shelter and then in jail. I moved out to live with my mom in another city, and today I’m doing really well. But through it all, I abandoned everything I knew. Talking to a hope coach was amazing. I felt as if I wasn’t alone. I haven’t seen my boyfriend of 3 years in 6 months. I hear from him all the time and he tells me that I have to get better for me. And that is exactly what I am doing.
I felt so alone today and the HopeCoach I spoke with, helped me realize that no matter what, someone is always there listening.
I know I always have the ability to talk to someone who understands and how I can get in touch with Jesus. The prayer they gave was amazing and touched me so much.
Thank you so much…to the person who made me feel so much less alone.