For ten years, addiction controlled my life. I was lost in a relentless cycle of substance abuse, crime, and self-destruction. It all started with the sudden passing of my father—a loss that left me drowning in grief. I turned to substances as a way to escape the pain, but instead of relief, I found myself sinking deeper into a reality I never thought I’d be living.

My lowest point came when I realized I had nothing left—no direction, no hope, and no belief in my ability to change. But that moment also became the turning point. Through rehab, therapy, and sheer determination, I started the process of rebuilding my life. Recovery wasn’t just about quitting substances; it was about facing my unresolved trauma, learning to manage my emotions, and breaking destructive habits.