I looked at her face, and a switch somewhere inside me I knew I couldn’t do this again. I had lost my car, my license, my daughter, no one trusted me and any little bit of respect inside I had left had gone. I knew I wouldn’t do this again enough is enough.
I accessed a structured recovery program and started attending smart meetings as often as I could. I put every part of me into getting well, one week passed, then two then 8 and before you knew it, I was celebrating a year. I had found myself again. I was enjoying life, my daughter was allowed unsupervised visits and was slowly returning to my care. I started volunteering and I knew this was my forte. If i can do it surely, I can help others achieve their goals.
4 years on I am now working full time as a support worker for people living in supported housing to aid their recovery and I love it. My daughter has been back home 3 years, I’m driving again and have a wonderful partner. Never did I ever believe I would have the life I have now, nor did I think that I deserved it… But I do!
And it all started with me reaching out for help. It’s not an easy road but its the best road I could have taken, and I learn more about myself every day.
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