I Found the Strength to Give Up Drugs and Live Without Them

I would like to share my success to all, how I've managed to find the strength in me to give up drugs and learn to live without them.

Twenty years of my life were spent in a strenuous struggle against this affliction. I took everything: opium, marijuana, ephedrine, acid, and later on, heroin, methadone, amphetamine, cocaine and butyrate. There were times when I almost accepted the hopelessness of my situation when I could not see a single opportunity to change anything.

At times like this a prison sentence would always “help me out.” In all fairness, it did not solve my problems, but at least gave me a breather of a variety. In 2010 I got to a critical point. Without drugs, I could not even get out of bed, brush my teeth, etc. There was just one thing I wanted—death.

Throughout those 20 years, I had lost everything—my family and my friends.
I surrounded myself with immoral, miserable people of feeble spirit, just like myself. I felt really sorry for myself; I envied people, who lived a healthy and constructive life. My will to end my life was still strong.

But I got lucky; I found help at the Narconon rehabilitation center. The center’s program helped me regain virtues in life, feel my involvement in all the things happening around me, and in life in general.

As we change ourselves for the better, we are also changing the world, making it better and this is our legacy to our future generations. My gratitude goes to the Narconon program.

M.S.—Narconon Graduate