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My father was the one who gave me my first drink – a swallow of bourbon – when I. . .
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Growing Up
I grew up in Goldbar, Washington with my mom, stepdad and younger brother. My mom and her husband at the time bought a restaurant and they were always gone since it was such a demanding business. I was home alone a. . .
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 A Lethal Prescription
by Linda Surks
Linda Surks son Jason experimented with prescription pills and overdosed, leaving his parents' world in shambles.
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 What Signs Did I Miss?
by Misty Fetko
Misty Fetko is an involved mother who looked out for the obvious signs of drug abuse and took the opportunities to speak to her children about it whenever she thought something was wrong . However, her. . .
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 Keith's Law
by Margaret Wagner
My son, Keith, began his childhood in Fayson Lakes, a rural lake community in New Jersey. Keith was a wonderful child, with two loving sisters, Margaret Loretta and Cheryl Marie.
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 My Heart Asks, Where Did I Go Wrong?
by Kate Patton
Since my daughter died I’ve learned plenty about Ecstasy. Intellectually, I know it was Kelley’s decision to start using drugs, but my heart asks, "Where did I go wrong? What could I have done differently?". . .
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 A Mother Under the Influence
by Mary Ferguson*
It took motherhood to finally force one woman to face her alcoholism. Here, how she stopped drinking and repaired the damage done to her family.
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 I Felt Like Super Mom
by Charlotte Sanders
I came from a good family although my parents divorced when I was 16. I always felt a void in my life just like most teenagers do. I decided to turn to try filling that emptiness with drugs.
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It Happened to Me
by Abby Betsinger
Meth became a part of my life when I was 19 years old. I was instantly hooked -- there was none of that "only on the weekends," or "I'll only stay up for two days." I eventually tried. . .
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 The Tightest Grip
by Brittany Bowman
Normal people do not constantly look out the window to see if the cops are there every two minutes. Normal people, do not see people sitting in their cars, when really no one is there. Normal. . .
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I Looked Like a Dead Person
by Michael Reichman
I was just barely 18 when my friend pulled a U-Haul up to my parent’s garage and we loaded my furniture, my clothes, my toys (TV, MP3 player and stuff like that) and headed back to Atlanta. . . .
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I Lived a Double and Lonely Life
by Brandi Gurin
Brandi didn't realize the hold meth would take on her life, until it spiraled out of control.
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