My name is Jay. I have been in recovery for 29 years, and I’m damn proud of it!
At my lowest, I broke into my mom's house, and that was my saving grace. That was Friday February 11th, 1987. The following Monday February 14th, I was in a program. Had it been someone’s house other than my mom’s, I would be in prison, or maybe dead.
29 years. No relapse. I dealt with the pain that fueled the addiction. I've since written a book and become an advocate for child abuse, drug abuse, and domestic violence.
Advocate. Educate. Support.
