WHAT IF I TOLD YOU.............PT 1

When you are faced with diversity you have to go head on with the issues at hand.

I have to admit that I think about where I would be had I not been blessed with people in my life that decided not to give up on me. At the age of 19 I had to meet them half way and check into a facility which in turn would change my life forever.

The day I walked into this place, my first thought was to turn around and walk right out back to the only life I had known. I was a scared 19 year old. During this time I hadn't known anything but the hustle. The street was my only friend and the drugs felt like I was cheating on my wife. It felt great but when it was all over the regret set in and I was feeling like a confession was in order.

My addiction was a little different. My best friend at the time was my neighbor that came from a broken home but both parents were actively in his life. His mother was a nurse, but I wasn't sure what his father did for a living, but it was lucrative enough to make sure his son's needs was always met. Although I had an urge for that life, I was clearly fit for the street life. I would play catch with my boy during the day, and I would hit the street at night.

I better stop here for now...................