I started my recovery journey when I was 14 years old. I struggled with a lot of childhood trauma. Between the ages of four and seven years old I was abused, I watched my sister get kidnapped, and watched my mother get abused. It was extremely traumatic and I trusted no one. I became so disconnected from the world. And so troubled that people thought there was no hope for me. I will celebrate 13 years in recovery in February. I am a mom to three, a wife, a daughter, a friend who shows up for people, someone they can depend on. I’ve been able to go after all of my dreams in recovery, including graduating college, starting my own non-profit, starting my own business, running a half marathon, getting married, buying a home. All of those external gifts are amazing, however the way I feel inside is the greatest gift. I love myself today and I’m so proud of the woman I have become.
You are not alone. There is help out there. There is hope. We do recover, heal, change our lives, and live to help others. I was hopeless, I didn’t believe that I deserved a good life. I walked through the challenges and have gone after my dreams. Now, no one can stop me.