A Story of Redemption, a Story of Hope M.G.—Narconon Suncoast Graduate My name is Matt, and for the first time in 15 years and 45 days, I can tell my story sober.
I used to have this idea in my head that no matter what I did, substances always enhanced the experience. If I was going to the beach or fishing on a boat, cold beer was a necessity.
When I first got to Narconon on November 2nd I was not only intoxicated, but I was a ghostly silhouette of myself. I had a mullet style haircut that was gross and nasty, my skin was pale white, almost transparent, and I only weighed 150 lbs. I was told I looked like a messed-up version of Forrest Gump.
The country’s opioid crisis continues to rage on, as fentanyl (now the deadliest drug in the US) overdoses in one county in particular spiked with 23 deaths in just over a week’s time. Franklin County, Ohio may need to open a temporary morgue to keep up with the bodies piling up as a result of overdoses.
Liberating one’s self from drug-addiction, truly breaking free of the chains that enslave addicts to a life they never envisioned, can feel like a hopeless proposition to addicts and their loved ones alike. I understand why, too.
“The first major success I have had upon graduating the Narconon Program is regaining my self-respect. Through completing the program, I now have my life and family back. I have stopped my addiction dead in its tracks and put a stop to the rein it had on me and my life. I have regained my focus, determination, and perseverance unlike ever before.”
“In completing the Narconon Suncoast program, I have learned how to control the situations that are put in front of me. I have regained the ability to see what the potential my future holds and how I am to remain drug-free moving forward.”
Here is a great perspective from one of our staff members here at Narconon Suncoast on his experiences with drug counseling and why seeking treatment ended up being the best solution for him in the end.
One of the most frequent things I hear when I speak to families about getting their loved one help is “He/She’s not willing”. I understand this sentiment completely because for years I prolonged addiction with both a willingness that continued to destruct my life and an unwillingness that nearly killed me. It’s an interesting perspective when I hear the words ‘not willing’ because an addict is willing.
When I was thirteen all I ever wanted to be was a touring musician and live my life on the road. I had the most supportive family I could ask for regarding me pursuing my dream. I come from a family of musicians, my father was the singer in a hair metal band and my mother sang in the choir for high school and college, so naturally, I was born to play music and I wanted to take it as far as I possibly could.