Getting Over Relapse And Getting Back To Recovery

Growing up in a household with both parents, four siblings, and being the youngest, I experienced the overwhelming feelings of being the black sheep and never being good enough. It was the very beginning of self-destruction and my introduction to the fast life and the streets where many others and I were more alike than different. My journey and substance abuse begin at the early age of 12. I encountered many tragedies and I also enjoyed life and making fast money by any means necessary. I was truly grateful that the state of New York where I live has a great support system and many detox and inpatient treatments but unfortunately, I wasn’t ready to quit. I attended more than eight treatment facilities over the course of 20 years of smoking crack cocaine. I came to the point in my life where I was tired of being tired of being tired of being tired. My mother passed away, I was expecting my 8th child, and was not going to allow the system, CPS, to take my child like they have done with all my other children.

I wish people knew that being a Black woman by itself is very hard and to be a Black woman with a substance abuse habit is extremely hard. Click To Tweet

Commitment to Recovery for My Children

I fought as hard as I could to show the family court system and everyone else who had doubted me that I was going to become that mother I once was to my children. After proving myself and sometimes staying clean while living in a woman’s facility in New York state and getting full custody of my baby girl and my other children I realized, under no circumstances, do I have to find an excuse to use any controlled substance ever again.