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Problem Child finds Solution at Seashore Rehab
I grew up in a divorced family. My mom and dad were both alcoholic and addicts. Neither one of them wanted to hurt me, but they didn't want the responsibilities of parenting either. I was lucky enough to have my Grandma Lucy live at my dads, she basically raised me and I believe that she is the only reason I have any good in me at all.
When it was my mother’s time with us, I spent most of my time at her mother’s (also alcoholic) and my aunts with my cousins. Sometimes she never even came to get me from school or my dads, that’s one of the major reasons I became so co-dependent. I always felt such abandonment from her.
Summers I remember allot at my mother’s because she and family friends always had BBQ's and pool parties. I remember drinking off her wine coolers and beers ever since I can remember. School was always really easy for me to excel. I loved the appreciation the teachers gave me. No matter how good I did in school, I never got the admiration or attention I needed/ wanted at home.
In the 5th grade my drinking really progressed and I began smoking weed. I love the effects of being intoxicated. In the 7th grade I began stealing liquor from the neighborhood stores. At the end of 7th grade I over-dosed at the school dance, I ended up getting suspended for the rest of the year, but they let me do the work at home, so I could graduate. In 8th grade I went to a charter school - which probably wasn’t the best thing for me. It was a school where a bunch of other kids had been kicked out of a bunch of other schools from 6th grade to high school. I only had to go to school for 4 hours a day, so when I got out of school I got loaded until I fell asleep.
That was the year I loved being under the influence, I didn’t care what on. My freshman year in high school I didn’t care what I did as long I was intoxicated, but I began doing meth every day. Every time I drank I blacked out or threw up (sometimes both). I ended up getting in more and more trouble at school - my grades were slipping, and my teachers always kept giving me chance after chance. I eventually got caught with 4 hits of acid and there wasn’t anything I could do.
I eventually ran away from home, with a dope dealer for a couple months, by the time I came back I decided I might need to go to rehab to fix my record before my court date. I hated what situations I was putting myself in, but still didn’t think that the drugs and alcohol were the problem, I thought it was people. I stayed completely clean for about 9 months till I got off probation, but the same day I was off I got drunk and was pretty much back in my old ways.
A few more months after that I went back to doing meth, I did it constantly for the next 3 years. I lost all contact with my family and good friends. Eventually moved out to California with my aunt but didn’t really want to change my life, just wanted a new one. My bottom out here came with me meeting a guy, also in addiction. I ended up getting pregnant, getting kicked out of my aunt, losing everything yet again.
Before I came to rehab I stayed at my grandmas, kicking hard. Even though I had my grandma I never felt so alone. My boyfriend wouldn't answer my calls. I vowed to never go back to getting loaded. My aunt found seashore rehab for me; it was an ideal place for me. It helped me find new ways to get my life together, threw the bad and good times. I started going to a meeting every day, sometimes more. I found a sponsor and started working the steps. I went to helpful groups every day, my counselors / mentors were more than I could ask for. I started learning new life skills that continue to help me today. I learned new hobbies to keep me busy, made new friends that really care about me, I know today that I never have to go back to drinking or using, no matter what and I can live a successful happy life.