I know addiction from the inside
I'm not someone who studied addiction from a textbook and decided to start helping people. I've lived it.
I'm 43 years old today, but my story with addiction and the drug world started when I was just a child. I started selling drugs when I was 12.
By the time I was 19, what began as something I was exposed to at a very young age had become deeply ingrained in my life — a world of drugs, addiction, crime and consequences. There was a time I was homeless, deeply addicted, and losing control of almost everything around me.
It didn't begin with the hardest drugs. It started innocently enough — a little weed, a little alcohol, something to have fun with friends. But addiction can creep up on you.
Before I realized how far things had gone, I was using cocaine, ketamine, MDMA, LSD, mushrooms, Adderall, heroin, weed and alcohol — sometimes all within the same day. The drugs stopped being something I used and began controlling my decisions, my relationships, my health and ultimately my life.
That is how addiction can happen. It doesn't always start with someone intending to become an addict. Sometimes it starts with something that seems harmless, until one day you realize you're in a place you never imagined.