My struggle with substance abuse began early—by age 10, I was selling and using weed, and by 17, I was addicted to heroin. Childhood trauma shaped my path: I lost my grandmother at 9, my mom went to prison at 14, and I lost my dad at 19—just after serving my first six-month jail sentence. Addiction cost me everything—my freedom, my family, even my kids. I spent years in and out of jail, watching loved ones suffer, including my girlfriend who caught charges because of my actions. I used drugs to numb the pain, hoping things would change—but they never did until I did.
Recovery is real. It starts with a choice and the courage to take the first step. If you're battling addiction, you're not alone. Sobriety is hard—but it’s worth it.
