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Teenage Addict Problems


If you're taking the time to read this, thank you. It may be long but I hope you stick with it till the end and I hope I can make a difference for someone. Growing up I always thought a drug addict was that long haired guy sitting in an alley in some bad part of town. I lived in a rural area west of Philadelphia. I didn't there were any drug addicts way out here. I came from a ...

Neglect in a Bag


I am a 21-year-old, single mother of a beautiful baby boy. I am also a recovering heroin ...

Road to Recovery


From an early age, my life has just been a ...

I Survived


In December 2010, I was diagnosed with breast ...

White Picket Fence


My name is Sharron, and I’m not an addict. I am the mother of a 34-year-old poly-substance abuser and alcoholic. As a child, I dreamed of having a yellow house framed by dark green shutters. The manicured lawn grew lush and thick. Flowers adorned the yard and window boxes with splashes reds, pinks, and purples. My dream home stood within the confines of a white picket fence that kept bad ...

Back From the Dead


I'm humbled by knowing that many people don't make it back from circumstances like ...