I came into this world on August 14 th, 1981. I almost got taken out of this world so many times, mostly due to my own poor decisions, bad choices, and my inability to deal with life. Today, as I turn 38, I’ve been looking back at my life and thinking about why I was put in this world.
When I first decided to come to Narconon Suncoast, I really had no idea what I was getting myself into or what was going to happen. I had been using heroin for years and didn’t know if I’d ever be able to stop.
On December 1, 2016, I overdosed and died for almost twenty minutes from shooting heroin mixed with Fentanyl. I want to share this experience because I want to give thanks to God for giving me another chance to live and to help others find peace in Him…
Before I came to Narconon Suncoast , I was badly addicted to drugs and extremely suicidal. I lacked enthusiasm for anything, except for heroin and my cat. I constantly lied to my mother and refused to take responsibility for any aspect of my life.
“Your family is always going to be there for you. Your friends are just temporary.” My mother always said that to me when I was a kid. I never really believed her. For a long time, I had always thought that it was just me and everything that I wanted.
An artist, an athlete, a lover and a fighter were all words that described a young man, before getting lost in a dark, alternate reality imposed upon him by his drug addiction. Methamphetamine and LSD brought this talented young man to his knees, leaving him hoping and praying for a way out.
“ I will always be thankful for the time I spent at Narconon Suncoast. To stay, was the best decision I have ever made. I will never forget the way I felt the day I arrived. I was so tired and broken. I had given up. All my plans and dreams were over.