theaddictsdiary Following my mum’s death on Christmas day, I had a 10 year downwards spiral with alcohol and drug addiction. This eventually lead to me fighting for my life in hospital. I have since turned my life around by choosing the life of sobriety. It has been a tough but rewarding process for me!
I am now buzzing off life in recovery and helping other addicts, alcoholics, and people with mental health issues. My recovery is the most important thing I have. I want to share it with other people, to help them and show them there is a way out of addiction. I am now happy, motivated, sober, and living my best life in sobriety!
theaddictsdiary From a 115 pound man stuck in meth addiction to 13 months clean and sober. I have been given my life back. I am now a lead electrician and I’m pursuing a college degree to become an LCDC drug counselor. I pray my next journey in life will be helping others that were where I once was.
theaddictsdiary Hi, My name is Kelly I’m an alcoholic and an addict. On 4/23/19 I took my life back and finally realized that I was worth it. I’m the happiest I have ever been and I am not controlled by drugs or alcohol. I control my life with the skills and tools I have learned thanks to a great network of people. Today I celebrate one year sober! Together we do recover.
theaddictsdiary Hi, my name is Kay and I’m writing this on behalf of my partner Tom. I’ve been with Tom for 3 years now and it’s been a roller coaster to say the least. Tom’s addictions started when he became addicted to crack at 21 years old. He would rob and steal from anyone including his family to feed his habit. Cocaine addiction deteriorated his mental health to the point of many suicide attempts. Those attempts landed him in a home for the mentally ill. He lived there for over two years, but that wasn’t enough. Tom still continued going in and out of recovery for years. Every time I thought he had it he would go off on another cocaine and alcohol binge.
Throughout all of this I always remained hopeful that one day he would deal with his demons, his traumas, and the pain he had deep down inside from growing up in foster care. I don’t drink or do drugs but I love a man who did. I love this man so much that I was determined to see him turn it around. Guess what? He did! Tom celebrated 18 months sober this month. Everywhere he goes now he lights up the room with his presence. A once broken person is now the guy people lean on. It’s a beautiful thing to watch someone you love overcome addiction.
theaddictsdiary I keep that picture to remind myself where it took me, where I was. I felt defeated. I look at the other picture and I think, ‘Wow, I did it.’ Today I celebrate my life! 6yrs clean from the grips of meth addiction! If you are still in the midst of this ugly nightmare please know there is hope. You too can beat this and have a beautiful life. It is NEVER too late. Forgive yourself and know that you are worthy! I am blessed to have the love and forgiveness of all that love me! I love my life and I love all my friends and family that have always supported me.
theaddictsdiary My name is Madison and I’m an addict. Kevin and I created a post last year on my accomplishment of sobriety. My story has changed, for the better.
My new sobriety date is October 5, 2019. And it means so much more because i can be honest about it. I was in denial that anything people said in these “meetings” was true or helpful. I was convinced that I would be able to use successfully when I completed probation. I thought I could just sit in these meetings, get my paper signed, and dip. When I went through a lot of financial and emotional stress because of a break up; I had not one tool to use when the urge to drink came. I drank after 16 months of dry time.
Two months later, when the pain of being alone left me with a feeling like I had nothing to lose, I stopped myself. Maybe these people in these meetings could help me? I hit a bottom in sobriety that turned into relapse, but I knew I was willing to do whatever I could to not let it happen again. I got a sponsor, and began to work the steps.
Words cannot describe my gratitude for AA and the freedom it has given me. For 5 years I was homeless on the streets of Paterson, thinking I would die a junkie, and not caring if I did. Almost 2 years ago when I left North Jersey I wasn’t drinking, but inside I was miserable living with untreated alcoholism/addiction. Today, I have my family supporting me, a daughter who I lost in addiction back in my life, goals, integrity, an apartment, ambition, real friends that show up, and most of all I have my higher power working for me and helping me through one day at a time. I now know my medicine for my disease of alcoholism/addiction is giving it all to God and vigilantly working a program. Thanks to everyone for reading. I really hope that my story helps someone.
theaddictsdiary The photo on the left was me in active addiction; using needles and doing whatever I could get my hands on. I was missing out on my kids lives and slowly killing myself. Not long after this photo, I attempted to take my own life and failed. I called a treatment center and brought myself to get the help I so badly needed. I got clean and went “home” where I very quickly relapsed. I picked myself back up again and made a promise to myself and my kids that I would put my all into it this time.
I found out I was pregnant with my 3rd child after only being clean for about 2.5 weeks. The picture on the right is me now, 2 years and 4 months clean. I had a beautiful baby girl who I named Serenity — after the serenity prayer. I have all 3 of my kids home with me and I am so grateful for my recovery. Mother’s Day now takes on a whole new meaning for me now, thanks to sobriety. I can finally be the mother I always knew I could be!
theaddictsdiary My mom showed me this photo on the left for the first time today. It’s a photo of me nodding out during my intake at the treatment center. I can’t imagine how she felt that day. The photo on the right is me sober today. I’m a little over 10 months clean from Heroin. I never thought I could ever go more than 6 hours without it but look at me now!
theaddictsdiary It’s wild that I’ve been clean for 800 days. Looking at this picture I remember feeling like death all the time now I’m finally alive!! I had tried so many times to do what’s right but I kept failing. Sometimes I didn’t even care about what happened and wanted to give up. I’m glad I didn’t!
theaddictsdiary My husband and I met in active addiction three years ago. I had a daughter. We were homeless, unemployed, and out of control. At the time, my daughter was living with grandparents and had been for years because of my addiction.
In March of 2018 we found out we had another kid coming. We are now 2 years sober. We have custody of our children. We just bought a home. Ethan has a good job. Recovery is possible!
theaddictsdiary 2 years ago today I was at the lowest point in my life. I was strung out, homeless & ready to end it all. I remember looking into my daughters crib, crying and promising her that daddy was going to get help. I remember the pain I felt & the pain I caused in everyones lives around me. Those are things I never want to forget. Today, the only tears my daughter has seen me cry are tears of joy.
Today, I’m Just A Dad From Akron building a company from the ground up to show the struggling ones in my City its possible to turn your life around & be the change our community needs. Its a blessing to be the father & mentor I always dreamed of being. Without God and all the amazing people he continues to put in my life none of this would be possible. TODAY WE CELEBRATE 2 YEARS OF CONTINUOUS SOBRIETY!
theaddictsdiary My name is Allison. I am 30 years old and just hit one year sober after many, many years of trying. I became an addict in 2012, as a pharmacy tech. It started with pills. I then got into a relationship with a man 30 years my senior who was a pharmacist and sugar daddy. He enabled me and I gave him a young sexual partner. I did so many disgusting things. I had zero self-worth. I overdosed multiple times. I went to at least 8 rehabs. Nothing clicked.
In May 2019, I sent a text to someone named Linda who I knew from a previous attempt to get sober. She lived in Jacksonville, FL and I was in Augusta, GA. By some miracle from God, she texted me back and told me she was IN AUGUSTA and would be at my house in 15 minutes. She picked me up and brought me to Florida. I got here and I got a job immediately working for the CEO of a company. I made so many friends who I consider sisters. I met the most amazing man who is 2 years sober and today we are engaged. Let me say that before I came to Florida, I was on the verge of having myself declared incompetent and having my mom get legal guardianship over me. I was 100% convinced I could not take care of myself. I wanted to die.
Today, I have the most beautiful life. I pay my bills. I have an amazing job. I have a car I pay for myself. I have a savings account! If things can be this amazing in a year, I can’t even imagine how amazing life will be 5 or 10 years from now!
theaddictsdiary For as long as I can remember I leaned on some sort of substance to cope with day to day living. I had low self-worth, low self-esteem, and was full of anger and self-hatred. I’ve always considered myself a functional addict and couldn’t imagine a life without drugs. I often wondered how people live and cope with life without them. I lived on this fine line of holding everything together while being a complete mess at the same time.
I was broken, and I knew I was broken and had no idea how to get better. Two years ago I started to IV drugs, I had started my downtown spiral. I remember crying at Christmas because I had no money to buy my family gifts when just hours before I was spending a hundred on coke and fentanyl. Life was getting unbearable but my family held on and supported me the best way they knew how. Eventually, they had to let go, they were unwilling to continue to watch me kill myself. They put it in God’s hands. Feeling so alone was the desperation I needed to get better. I decided I needed to start over, completely. I checked myself into detox and went right to rehab, from rehab I went to a halfway house.
Today I have my own apartment, I have a vehicle, I start school in July to help addicts, just like myself cope with life. I always thought I would be weak if I asked for help, I convinced myself that if I didn’t say out loud that I’m an addict that it wouldn’t be true. I’m living my best life. I have an amazing relationship with my family, I have real friends and I have a purpose. Today I celebrate 9 months of sobriety. I’m no longer ashamed to admit that I’m an addict. In fact, I’m proud to be the person I am today.
theaddictsdiary 99% of the time when I would drink, I would black out. Almost every time that I went out, I would get into physical fights with people, I’d wake up in random beds, stay out until sunrise, total my car driving drunk, I have woken up in the hospital countless times not remembering anything! I have been baker acted multiple times, and I would pass out on the side of the streets alone. All I looked forward to was going out at night and sleeping the entire next day. I lost all interest in hobbies and anything that didn’t revolve around alcohol. I became suicidal and severely depressed and started mixing alcohol with drugs.
One day I decided that I couldn’t take it any more. My life became unmanageable and I decided that I FINALLY wanted to make a change. I had a spiritual awakening and learned to love myself again. My higher power and the support from my family and friends is what helped to get me through this and I am forever grateful for 8 months sober!
theaddictsdiary Today, June 3rd 2020 marks my one year… that’s 1 year, or 12 months, or 365 days, 8760 in hours, 525,600 in minutes, 31,536,000 in seconds… & I’m still standing. If you told me a year and a week ago that I’d be clean, back home on Long Island, working, paying my bills, owning a new truck, and having a solid relationship with my family again, I’d probably not be listening and thinking about how I could turn a profit instead so I could go waste my life some more. You see, drugs changed me and stole years of my life while destroying everything I ever loved and worked hard for. But I’m not that girl anymore. I stood up against my demons and took back control of my life.
Just when I thought my life was about to end, reported missing for three months, filthy, homeless living in a bando & absolutely hopeless… I found myself on my knees looking up for the very first time. They say when you’re down the only way to go is up. I reached out and my family was there and got me the help I desperately needed. My life did a complete turn around and things just keep getting better. Recovery has given me a life beyond my wildest dreams. Some days are harder than others but it’s true, my worst day clean is better than my best day high.
When I left the trenches I went forward full force and never ever looked back. I’m thankful for those I’ve crossed paths with along the way… I truly believe that everything happens for a reason- and it’s either a lesson or a blessing. I’m beyond grateful to my family whose supported, forgiven and loved me through it all. Blessed to be able to say I’m truly in recovery, but reminded daily how suddenly it all can be taken from me. To those we’ve lost along the way… I think about you every single day and I pray for your constant shield of protection. This life is a gift and recovery is a journey taken one day at a time, every single day. From homeless and hopeless to one whole year clean today. It’s a miracle to say the very least, but against all odds… we do recover. Just for today every single day one day at a time.
theaddictsdiary 5 years of sobriety and a life I’m finally proud of! Two times to prison. Six felonies. And more county jail arrests then I can even remember. Today, I run a business. I’m married and in a healthy relationship. I have my kids. I am finally a person I can be proud of! It’s taken me a lot of nerve to even tell this much of my story, to put it out there for judgement, but I hope maybe one person can see my change and feel like they have hope!
theaddictsdiary The guy on the left was addicted to crack cocaine and alcohol. He had no future. He stayed in and out of rehabs. 13 of them to be exact. He was living in hell. He was slowly dying; physically, mentally, and spiritually. But by the grace of God, he humbled himself and asked for help from a power greater than himself. The guy on the right is him today, clean and sober for three years.
God did for me what I could not do for myself. Today I try to help others. I share my story of recovery. I am a witness that with God all things are possible.
theaddictsdiary My name is Emerald. The last year of my heroin and meth addiction had me living in motel rooms and shelters. Both of my sons were taken from me. I was a shell of a human being. Today, I am 21 months drug free! I have custody of both of my boys and I have found peace for the first time in my life. With all the division on Facebook lately, share this to let everyone know that recovery is possible!
theaddictsdiary My ex-wife came across this photo of me almost 3 years ago. She was amazed that she couldn’t tell I was using. Those are the lies we tell ourselves about the ones that we love. I am now 31 months clean and sober and I am living life to the fullest. Keep on guiding people on the road to recovery.
theaddictsdiary I have a hole in my heart. I’ve been in countless trap houses. I’ve stood shoulder to shoulder with a man when he was shot. I could go on, but here I am. I’ve completely bettered myself. In the last 53 days. I have gotten a lot back. I have a car. I’ve gotten back to work. My relationship with my mom has never been this good, not to mention the relationship I’ve rebuilt with my son! I never thought that I would be able to get to this point in my life. I thought that I was going to die an addict. But for whatever reason, whether it be a higher power or just my damn luck, I’m still here and I will forever be grateful for the people that stood by my side.
theaddictsdiary My name is Jorden and I’m an addict. I have used heroin and meth for the last ten years of my life. Just to keep it short and sweet, my inability to deal with life lead to me to a needle and spoon. I lived in complete misery and dereliction for years, feeling sorry for myself and using anyone I could to get my next shot of dope. I’ve had multiple overdoses and many other life threatening situations as a result of my addiction. I lived homeless for years and my family didn’t know what else to do with me. I’ve also been to treatment 8 times, each time I never fully surrendered to any type of program or new way of life.
One thing I did do was never stop trying. I came to treatment court ordered for my eighth time on January 1st, 2020. I remember being sick to my stomach that I had to try and do this thing again. The longer I stayed and actually put forth some effort things started to change. I started realizing that drugs were never the problem, my thinking and my reaction to drugs was the problem. Today I’m 6 months clean and I’m blown away at how much better my life has gotten. I have bad days, but I used to have bad months and years.
There’s a lot of people that are probably waiting on me to relapse and they have good reason for that. I’ve finally reached the point where I’m grateful today that I don’t have to pick up or put one in me when life gets hard. If I can do it so can you.
theaddictsdiary This was me 613 days ago when I entered rehab. Physically, mentally & spiritually broken. I’d lost everything and thought that death was what I deserved. 613 days later I’m still clean and sober and I only look back to learn from the lesson that my addiction taught me
theaddictsdiary I went from a strung out homeless unemployable convict in mid-2006 to a father of two sons, husband, homeowner, and a carpenter. I’ve earned a bachelors degree in addiction counseling, a masters degree in clinical mental health counseling and am now a licensed addiction counselor.
I am living proof that good things happen when we do the next right thing. The first picture is a mug shot from a 2004 arrest for possession of heroin, flight from an officer, theft and battery of an officer and the second is my graduation pic from last December after completing my masters degree and passing my licensure exam. This disease never rests so neither can we.
theaddictsdiary My ex-husband Joey served in Iraq twice in 2007 and 2009. He was always a proud Marine. He always used some substance throughout his teens and early adulthood. Coming home from Iraq was a struggle for him and he was struggling with PTSD. I was already drowning in addiction when he came home and it didn’t take long to follow me into that rabbithole. I’ve been clean 9 years today, but this is his story not mine. He entered treatment repeatedly through the VA but was never successful for long periods of time. He went from being addicted to narcotic opiate pain pills to suboxone on to heroin then finally meth and subutex.
He missed out on everything from baseball games, father/daughter dances, first day of school, kindergarten graduation, and the birth of his fourth child because he couldn’t find his way out. He gave up and eventually so did almost everyone else. Except me that is. I couldn’t help until he was ready though and one day that happened. Joey was ready and he took the first step and went to detox, then treatment, then transitional, and now he is working, he’s rebuilding his relationships with our kids, he is a college student and he celebrates one year today the same day I celebrate 9 years. Again this story is his not mine. He has his light back. There is hope in eyes that were dead for far too long. He is who he has always been meant to be.
theaddictsdiary This is me, 60 days substance free! I have never believed in myself as much as I do right now. Thank you to everyone who has supported me, even when I felt I didn’t deserve it.
theaddictsdiary These two pictures were taken 9 years apart. This is what it looks like to overcome heroin addiction. Thank you God!
theaddictsdiary When I get in my feelings, I like to look at the picture on the left. Things could always be worse. I was a monster in the picture on the left. You can see it in my eyes that I just didn’t care. I would take your stuff and help you look for it and not feel the least bit guilty. I didn’t care about who I hurt or what the consequences were. I’m not that person today. Everyone has a past. Unfortunately, mine’s worse than most. But I can honestly say that’s not the person I am today and I’m grateful for that. I am grateful for the people who chose to stick by my side because they know the real me and know my potential.
theaddictsdiary Last summer we drugged hard, this summer we recovered even harder.
theaddictsdiary I just wanted to take a minute and give a shoutout to my sponsee Sal. Hey buddy recovery looks good on you, keep it up!
theaddictsdiary I have been struggling with my heroin addiction for many years. Along the way, I have lost many friends. This stuff steals your soul. On the left, I was homeless on the streets of Chicago. On the right, I am 24 days clean after an overdose that, in a way, saved my life. The other guy in the photo lost his life to the disease. I am one of the lucky ones.
Via @gottoddlered IG Not to sound too mean about it, but throughout Covid’s reign, I’ve been pretty thrilled that I don’t have kids of my own to raise. It’s not easy any time, as shown through the downright hilarious (and evil?) Instagram account, Got Toddlered.
It’s exactly what it sounds like, a “before and after” account dedicated to the toll that parenting takes: