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But more than anything, through many support
groups, many sessions with a therapist and hours and hours of self reflection,
I'vefound out who I am. I just AM.
Peace,
Brian
My
Recovery,
by Dorothy
At the age of 9 months old, I was in a near fatal
accident. I went through the windshield, lost sight in my right eye and broke
my nose bone. I was unconscious, on IV's and unable to breathe on my own for
months
As a child, I was always made fun of, talked about
and dogged by everyone. I felt useless, unloved, terrified, like I didn't
belong in the human race.
I always got beat for things I didn't do. I just
wanted to be accepted for me, but that never really happened. This continued
throughout my childhood.
So I ran away from home and got the wrong kind of
attention. I was never asked why I was unhappy, just called out of my name. So
I just kept running away. I got into drugs and was homeless, sleeping behind
dumpsters and cars, hoing, smoking crack, drinkking. I just kept sturggline
with the addict in me, which kept me running for more drugs.
I got arrested for prostitution, and I was ordered
to take an HIV test. I found out I was positive, and I could not believe that,
so I ran until I could not run any more.
I passed out behind a dumpster. When I woke up I
walked to Providence Hospital and was diagnosed with pneumonia. I was exposed
to TB, Hepatitis C and HIV. I really suffered and had it hard.
But the Lord brought me through it and is still
watching over me. I did three months in the Thunberbird Treatment Center.
I know have three years clean as of April 13th,
2007.
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Pero mas que nada, por
muchos grupos de apoyo, muchas sesiones con un terapeuta y horas y horas de
auto reflejo, you he averiguado que soy. Soy solo yo.
La paz,
Brian
Mi Recuperacion,
Por Dorotea
Cuando tenia 9 meses, you
estuve en un accidente cercano-fata. Atravese la parabrisas, a vista perdi en
mi oho derecho y rompi el hueso de nariz. Fui inconsciente, conectada a
maquinas e incapaz de respirar en mi propio por meses.
Cuando era un nina, you
siempre fui burlado de, hablado acerca de y obstinado por todos. Sentia inutil,
no querida, aterrorizada, como yo no pertenecio en la raza humana.
Yo siempre consegui el golpe
para las cosas que yo no hice. Yo solo quise ser aceptada para mi, pero para
eso nunca sucedio realmente. Este continuado a traves de mi ninez.
Asi que yo me escape de casa
y consequi la clase equivocada de la atencion. Yo nunca fui preguntada por que
yo fui infeliz, escatimo apenas de mi nommbre. Asi que acabo de escapar de
mantener. Entre en las drogas y fui sin hogar, durmiendo detras de contenedores
y cochnes, azadonar, el fumar la cocaina, bebiendo. Acabo de luchar de
mantender con el adicto en mi, que me mantuvo corriendo para mas drogas.
Fui detenido para la
prostitucion, y yo fui ordenado tomar una preube de VIH. Averigue que fui
positiva, y yo no podria cerre eso, asi que corri hasta que yo no pueda correr
mas.
Yo me desmaye detras de un
contenedor. Cuando yo me desperte anduve al Hospital de la Providencia y fui
diagnosticada con la pulmonia. Fuilexpuesto a TB, la Hepatitis C y VIH. Sufri
realmente y lo tuve duramente.
Pero el Senor me trajo por
ello y mira todavia sobre mi. Hice tres meses en el Centro del Tratamiento de
Thunderfird.
Yo ahora tengo tres anos sin
drogas al 13 de abril, 2007.
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