New PSA: Share Your Story

Our new television PSA highlights true stories of people who have faced addiction and implores viewers to share their stories with the Partnership for Drug-Free Kids, because one person’s story of recovery can change someone else’s.

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    GREG

    November 4, 2015 at 8:44 AM

    TO DAY 11/3/15 I AM 11 YEAR CLEAN!!!>>>> FROM DRUGS OF ALL SORTS, I DID’T LEAN ON MY OWE UNDERSTANDING. I, NEVER BEEN TO REHAB, I LEAN ON THE HIGHER POWER>>> JEHOVAH OUR FATHER AND HIS SON JESUS … I, HELP SOME PEOPLE A LONG THE WAY. >> HOW EVERY HE MADE MY PATH STRAIGHT… WOW WHAT ACCOMPLISHMENT I HAVE NOT SLIP NOT EVEN ONCE BECAUSE OF HIS HOLY SPIRIT THAT I ASK FOR EVERY DAY…… IF ANY ONE WANTS IT BAD ENOUGH, YOU HAVE TURN YOUR LIFE OVER TO GOD SO HE CAN WORK ON YOU, LIKE HE DID ME ……. JAMES 4:5 DRAW CLOSE TO GOD AND HE WILL DRAW CLOSE TO YOU>>>>> & KEEP ASKING GOD FOR WISDOM YOU ASK HE WILL GIVE TO YOU IF YOU ASK FOR HIS HOLY SPIRIT HE WILL GIVE IT TO YOU BUT ONLY IF YOU ASK! WITH NO DOUBTS OUT ALL………… JAME1:5 TRY IT & ASK EVERY DAY & WATCH WHAT HE WILL DO FOR YOU !!!!!!

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    Casey S. Johnson

    January 18, 2015 at 2:00 PM

    In my opinion, an individual’s story of recovery can be just the thing that a person who is active addiction needs to hear to become motivated to get the help they need. Narcotics Anonymous calls this process sharing the message of hope and freedom. To respond, I decided to share a brief part of my story and post it to the blog as well. Hopefully my story may talk to someone who needs help.
    It start when I turned twenty-one. I got the chance to go away to college. Living at college turned out to be a very confusing time in my life. I felt as if I was on a quest to find meaning in my life, but regretfully I searched in all the wrong places. I got involved in partying which caused me to lose focus of why I was even there to begin with. Also, at that time I started become highly intrigued in the worlds’ financial markets. I began to invest serious hours watching the stock market and trying figure out its mysteries. I did not know how selfish my motives were back then. I was so enticed by worldly possessions and wealth. I thought a person’s success, meaning, and value was gauged by how many material assets they were able to acquire.
    I fantasized about working on Wall Street and making a lot of money when I graduated. I thought I was going to be this big shot broker that made boat loads of money. Instead, I began accumulating credit card debt, with the mentality that in time I would easily be able to pay it off when my career got started. What a huge mistake that was! My debt quickly spiraled out of control. I started to feel powerless and oppressed. A constant fear of my credit being ruined and my future crumbling before my very eyes consumed every inch of me. Eventually the bills became so great that I was not able to manage them. Some fantasy, it became a nightmare!
    During my senior year in college, I got a job working in a busy restaurant in the heart of Atlantic City. I thought that this job was going to be my answer to my financial problems. I started making good money and I was able to start paying some off my bills. However, they were still far from being paid off. The feeling of someone holding my financial destiny left me feeling entirely immobilized. At the time, one of my fellow co-workers could see how distraught I was and offered me some prescription pain medication. I took it and instantly I fell in love with the feeling. My financial problems just seemed to disappear due to the euphoria I was feeling from this pharmaceutical drug. Little did I know, the devil was misleading me and placing more chains of bondage to my life. The drug addiction started to escalate, my finances spiraled out of control, and my life shifted into utter turmoil.
    My life felt hopeless and meaningless. Any ounce of hope that I had was stripped away from me. Eventually, I moved on to harder drugs that gripped my life so tight that I just wanted to throw in the towel and give up. I wound up failing out of school my last semester before graduation. I lost everything. I knew I needed help. I knew deep in my heart that God was the only way my broken life could be restored. I wanted desperately to feel some sort of hope.
    When I walked into Teen Challenge, I brought along with me all the self-consuming worries concerning my future. How was I going to get back in college? How was I going to pay my student loans? What was I going to do with my life? These worries and uncertainties produced a paralyzing fear that I felt I could not overcome. I was constantly thinking of how I was going to be able to pull it all together. The answer turned out to be that I wasn’t.
    By admitting I was powerless over my addiction, I reached out to my higher power and surrender my life to Him. That was almost eight years ago. Since then He has restored my life. With His help, I went back and finished up college, got married, got all my finances under control, and started pursuing my master’s degrees in social work. It was only after I surrendered to my Him, did I start to change.

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    Jen

    November 11, 2014 at 8:51 AM

    I started drinking and smoking pot when I was just 14 and dropping acid all through my high school years. My mother was a severe alcoholic and never hid the fact that she was jealous of my dad and my close relationship so that made things 100 times worse for me in that house. It got to the point where I figured well if she can do it then so can I! But that’s not even when the worst of it started. My grandmother died suddenly 5 days after my 21st birthday so that gave me the best excuse I had for drowning my pain with alcohol and drugs. Then one night after drinking and partying I got in a bad car accident while drinking and driving and hit a tree. I wasn’t severely injured but I was hurt bad enough, which was when I met a new friend. She approached me at that same bar I was at the night of my car accident (yeah I was back there the very next day hobbling around on crutches) and offered me a ride to and from work because she lived down the street from where I worked. I said yes and that was the beginning of the worst part to come. She was into much harder drugs than I had ever done and at that point I was still so devastated about my grandmother and so ashamed of myself for the car accident it was the perfect recipe for disaster. She and some other friends introduced me to my first pill, Percocet. I had always had problems swallowing pills so when they showed me that you could snort them instead I fell in love with pills right then and there. Next came oxycontin and my first thought, after I had puked my guts out, was wow this is what I’ve been missing all my life! I was hooked from that moment on. Even after that friend and I stopped speaking I brought that into my next relationship with my future husband and got him hooked on them too. He certainly wasn’t a saint by an means, he was into cocaine when we met, but he also got hooked on pills because of me. We got married and had a daughter. Life was okay then because we weren’t doing pills constantly like before because of our daughter, but somewhere along the way that changed drastically and we became full blown addicts. But did that stop me from wanting another baby, even though I was in absolutely no position to carry a baby? No it did not. I decided I wanted another baby and did pills all through my pregnancy and my beautiful baby boy was born addicted and had to stay in the hospital for over a month. I will NEVER forgive myself for doing that to my beautiful baby boy. A year goes by, then 2, and things are not getting better they’re only getting much much worse. I was doctor shopping and stealing and doing anything I could think of to get my hands on pills just so I could function and not get horribly sick. This went on for a few years. Then one day I see a commercial for trytostop.com and I figure what the hell can it hurt to at least check it out, so I did. I found a doctor who specializes in addiction and poured my heart out to him about EVERYTHING and he saw me right away and put me on suboxone. That man saved not only my life, he saved my family’s life. I convinced my husband to go see him and he saved my husband’s life as well. I’m betting if I didn’t go on that website on that very day my family would’ve been ripped apart, either by me, or my husband or both of us getting busted, and then our kids would’ve been taken away. We have been sober for about a year and a half and I feel wonderful! I hope someone reads this and decides to get the help they so deserve. Nobody has to or deserves to live like this.
    Thank you

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    Mike

    September 17, 2014 at 12:12 PM

    My name is Mike and I wanted to share so maybe someone won’t have to go thru what I’ve been thru, I started using drugs in the 70’s pot, cross tops and just anything I could, but my demons were coke and herion they became my family, I write so maybe you won’t have to go thru the same, misery, pain, disgust of myself.i tried going cold turkey many times but never could, I’ve hurt so bad and suffered so bad I can’t put down in words. I was addicted for over 20 years , I been in jail , I’ve been thru clinics without sucess. I’ve seen things, done things you wouldn’t believe, I’m clean and sober now for 2 years but I look at it like this drugs are just like booze once an addict always an addict never let your guard down alway think twice before making a decision that could change your life forever.don’t take that first fix, first pill, first snort, alway believe there’s a better way than dope. I wish I could tell you in person what it is really like I think that would be the only way I could really tell my story. To many stories to much pain, to many tears, to much heart break to put down.my wish if someone reads this take it to heart before your writing down how dope ruined your life. Thank you

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