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Age: 30
Gender: Female

Aloha! Nine years ago I became a victim of Meth. Never in my wildest dreams have I imagined myself using the drug. Having to go through the pain and agony that both my brother and my boyfriend at the time had caused, I promised myself that I would never do it. I guess I was wrong. After leaving my boyfriend because he chose the drugs over me and the baby, I married a childhood friend and at that point I thought that my life was set... away from the drugs and abuse. Six months into my marriage my husband would go out with his friends and party all night, which I thought was a normal thing for young adults. Partying all night turned into not coming home at all. There were days and nights where I'd get into my car and go hunting for him with my babies. One day I just got sick and tired running around Hilo town, looking for him, so I said to myself "if i can't beat him, might as well join him". I joined him alright; I abandoned my kids with my parents just so I could try it just once. That one time cause me to want it more and more. I lived at a drug house for 5 months and in that 5 months I was in a raid and getting into fist fights with my husband to the point where I would stab him numerous times just because I was high or coming down from high and wanting more. My parents then turned me into Child Protective Services for leaving my girls and I was court ordered to get into a Treatment Facility, I didn't want to but I forced myself to get into one. Of course that didn't help me because I didn't want to stop; I wanted to keep getting high and I didn't care what the consequences were. I went through 2 other treatment facilities after that and none of it helped; I would be clean from Meth for a couple of months but I just wanted to get high. Once again I would leave without saying a word just to get high. Five years ago I finally hit rock bottom, I guess that's what you call it. Sitting in a room of a drug house that I was living in smoking my life away and for some reason I couldn't get high anymore. I called my parents where my daughters were living and I told my Dad that I wanted to come home. At first he was kind of hesitant about it only because I have said that time and time again and never stayed true to my word but this time it was different. I wanted to get clean and start my life over again, pick up the pieces of my life and spend more time with my girls, etc. Today I have been 5 years clean from Meth and I am proud to say that I AM 5 YEARS CLEAN.  

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