Have you ever had that dream as a kid where you find yourself in the middle of class in nothing but your underwear? Everyone is starring in judgment as guilt and shame burns in your stomach. You would give anything to teleport back to the comfort of your warm bed.
These are the feelings I woke up with every morning. Exposed, confused, and utterly disgusted with myself, scanned the room for clues of the night before.
This was my life, a delicate balance of uppers, downers, and denial. Desperately clinging to whatever resemblance of normalcy I could portray to the world, I would put on nice clothes, go to work, and secretly die a little more every day. In the end, my addiction consumed every good thing in my life. Eventually, I didn’t have a job, wife, car, self-respect or fear of God. What little hope I had left was reserved for hunting my next high. Completely isolated from the people I loved, not even my mother would let me in.
Just when I thought my last bridge was burned, I was welcomed with open arms to Great Compassions Ministries and was taught how to trust in the love of Christ and experience hope. More than a standard for recovery, Great Compassion Ministries truly represents a solid foundation for a new life once unimaginable with so many others who have been blessed by their kindness.