Everyone has a story and we all have our own journey. I am the first born of four children. I live with my mother and father. Even though I grew up with strong morals, I still strayed from them. My parents pulled me out of school at the start of the second semester of ninth grade because I hung out with the wrong people and did the wrong things. It may have seemed like a good idea at the time, but it only made me more rebellious. After my parents took me out of school, I did not continue my studies. The last year I completed was 8th grade. At the end of what would have been twelfth grade if I had stayed in school, I was living with this guy who had convinced me to become an escort. The pills were the only thing that kept me going during this time. My parents sent me to rehab in Delray Beach, Florida on September 9, 2013. I stayed in treatment for forty-five days. I decided to stay in Florida and live in a halfway house after I got out of rehab. After about two weeks of living in a halfway house, I finally relapsed. I was on the streets and in crack houses for about a month. It was one of the most difficult periods of my life. When I finally had enough, I got on a plane and went home to Arlington, Texas. Getting my life back on track had to be my first priority. I had to change the people I hung out with, the places I went, and the things I do today. I chose to be a therapist at a drug and alcohol rehab center because I wouldn't have come back without my therapist from the treatment center I went to. I want to help people suffering from their addiction, just like the amazing people who gave me a foundation and helped me begin my addiction recovery. My goal is to master my basics in TCC and middle of paper......anything. In fact, getting a degree instead of working minimum wage for the rest of my life will be a huge accomplishment. I didn't want to do anything with my life until about 4 months ago. Completing my foundation at TCC, going to a four-year university to earn a bachelor's degree, and finally building a career in a field I love are my dream goals. I had been lost in my drug addiction for so long. I'm not one to put effort into everything I do. I always end up giving up. This time it's different. In fact, I'm excited about what my future has to offer me. I'm willing to put in the effort. It's going to be hard but it will definitely be worth it. Today I am one hundred and twelve days drug and alcohol free. I am a completely different person than I was four months ago. If I can stop using drugs, I can do anything I want.