.....that’s when I began to take the pain medication to numb the hurt on the inside.
"They kept whispering back and forth and acting weird. They were all laughing."
Within four weeks, I had lost my husband, my house, my job.
"I am so happy that I can be the mother that my daughter deserves."
I completely gave in to the depression and I gave into the addiction. I became homeless. I lost custody of my sons. It was then that I cried out to the Lord.
"I was trying to fix the hurts that were in my life by just numbing them. It wasn’t working. I knew something was wrong because I was ready to kill myself."
"It’s those little things right there that show me that true restoration has taken place."
I realized it was me. I was the one that had the problem. That was the first step in getting the help that I needed.