30 years ago I was living a hopeless life. I had no job. No friends. My family didn't want me around. If I wanted to eat I'd steal from a market or go to a soup kitchen. If I needed to go somewhere I'd steal a car or bicycle.
Life only had meaning if I had enough alcohol or drugs in me. And it seemed like I could never get enough of either,
But one dayI made a decision. I woke from a nap in a park on a picnic bench. I remember reflecting on my life of constantly chasing drugs and alcohol. Of taking from others. Of drifting aimlessly until I could find something to steal so I could get drunk and high again.
Then out of nowhere I had a thought: "I'm tired of this shit, of living like a bum, of going nowwhere,"
I kept reflecting on my choices: prison, mental hospital, cemetery and none of them were very appealing,
I'll get sober I told myself.
So I found a detox that would take me without money in Mesa, Arizona. They kept me for 11 days and then found a halfway house that would take me without money. And that's where it began a little over 30 years ago.
If you're in a situation like I was do what I did. If it worked for me it'll work for anyone. Life is a beautiful thing and we only have one of them.