![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Nothing mattered to me anymore because my marriage had failed, I had failed as a mom I had given up on myself. My rock-bottom moment came when I lost custody of my two youngest children. I had many secrets that I was keeping, and these secrets kept me sick. Using seemed to fix everything that was bothering me, including my strained relationship with my mother, my absentee father, my eating disorder, and being bisexual in a family that wouldn't accept me because of their Christianity. I had also developed an eating disorder, and using felt good and kept me skinny. I found my drug of choice when I was 15 and I thought it was the solution to all my problems. I was trying to fit in so I kept smoking weed and drinking. I was bullied for having light skin, my hair was a different texture and I spoke differently. I had switched schools for middle school, and it was difficult for me to make friends because I was mixed my mother is black and my dad is a Spaniard. My journey to addiction began when I was about 13 years old. I was in the choir, and I also played the clarinet. I was on the student council and a part of the multicultural dance program. I was involved in afterschool activities. I enjoyed working in the garden with my grandmother (which I've carried with me today). I had an opinion about everything and I loved animals and playing outside. I enjoy running, meditating I am very spiritual and enjoy crystal energy healing, sound bowl therapy, yoga, and astrology (my zodiac sign is Capricorn).Īs a child, I was energetic and, for the most part, happy. I have another son who is nine years old and a daughter who is six. My oldest boy is a 20-year-old junior in college and plays semi-professional soccer. Clean Date: AugAge: 38 From: Seattle, WA Virginia V's Humans in recovery story ![]()
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