I was then offered another, better paying job valeting, but the company, unfortunately, lost their contract. I kept this job for 6 months, finally saving up enough to buy my car that I had fought so hard to get back. While I was completing aftercare I had to get a minimum wage job to buy my car back from my dad. It took me a while to get back on my feet again. I knew four months of treatment wouldn’t be enough for my 10 years of drug addiction, so I interviewed at sober living and was accepted. I have to thank the staff for their help and perseverance, and for the fact that they never gave up on me. I successfully completed the four months at Genesis Recovery. It took a lot of patience from the staff, and correction on my part, for me to get serious enough. Even though I knew I needed sobriety, I was pretty stubborn and a pain to most of the counselors and residents. ![]() Once I got to Genesis Recovery, I worked my steps with Morgan thoroughly for the first time. I owed it all to God and to the man who saved my life. I finally made the decision that going in and out of rehab, using every drug there was out there, and living a desperate life was enough for me to give Genesis Recovery, a faith based/12 step program, a chance. On top of becoming homeless, this was another sign that I needed recovery. While at Morgan’s house, I had a seizure from using meth for so long and not having it in my system. I had to sell my Subaru, which was more than just a car to me but a home for months, to my dad in order to pay for the costs of treatment. Although I knew deep down that this was it, and that I had finally hit a bottom and needed permanent sobriety, my parents were understandably skeptical since this would be one out of twenty treatment centers I had been to. He contacted Genesis Recovery to see if there was a bed open. Morgan was an active member of Alcoholics Anonymous who offered me his place to stay while I detoxed. After seeing me day after day, standing on the same street corner with a sign asking for money, he decided to stop at a red light and have a conversation with me that ultimately saved my life. So I did, and that’s when I met Morgan, my future sponsor and the man who God spoke through. Praying to God was my last resort, but I thought maybe he would hear my prayers and save me. The only thing I had, besides my drugs, was the smallest amount of faith in God that one day he would carry me out of this mess. I had lost everything-my family, my home, my friends, and my fiancé, all because drugs controlled my life. Once they cut off all ties, after over ten years of attempting to support me, I became homeless and saw begging for money on the street corner of La Jolla where I grew up as my only way to get a fix of my drug of choice, meth. Until finally, enough was enough! Although I have very loving and successful parents, there came a point where they couldn’t handle putting their time, effort, and hope into my recovery only to see me fail over and over again. ![]() While going in and out of rehabs became a norm for me, facing the consequences of drug use was never enough for me to learn. I’ve struggled with addiction my entire adult life.
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