I was born in 1988 to an unwed teenage mother, and my biological father was never a part of my childhood. During the first few years of my life, my mother & I lived with my grandparents, they became a fixture throughout my life, my grandma has been a beacon of security for me since the beginning. Around age four my mom re-married, and I was adopted by her husband. For about eight years I had a fairly regular childhood, I played sports, we went to church on Sundays, and spent lots of time with my family, all seemed to be well. Unfortunately, at age 12 all of that changed. My “normal” childhood became instant chaos following a divorce between my parents, changing schools five different times between the 7thgrade and 10thgrade due to multiple moves, and ultimately living on my own by age 15.
Between the ages of 15 and 18, I began to use drugs and alcohol recreationally to numb the pain of rejection, sadness and a feeling of not being able to find my place between being a child but being treated as an adult. By age 23 my recreational drug use had turnto full blownheroin addiction. I took the path that most addicts take, resisting help, shutting out my family, and letting drugs consume my every thought and action.
In my mid-20’s I came to a point of complete hopelessness, I was certainly at my weakest (lucky for me, that’s when God was strongest). My actions led me to incarceration, which eventually led me to surrender to treatment for my addiction. During this time of surrenderGod began to move in my life in a way I had never experienced before. He consumed my heart and put back together the pieces that had been shattered for so long through a long-term treatment program called The Potters House. Today, through His amazing grace, He has restored everything the devil sought to steal from me, He has given me an eternal joy and a beautiful family to share my life with. I found my place with a God who loves me unconditionally and has redeemed my soul!