When i finally got myself away from the guy i thought was helping me, i went to my bestfriend and i depended on her since she was the only one who i had left. She moved me in into her house with her family. Yeah things got a little bit better but i was still feeling like feces because i wasn't really doing much for myself or having a better future. The constant use of drugs and the drinking still continue as it just gotten worse. When days passed, even months passed, I still felt like i wasn't complete yet. This one night i felt completely useless that i ended up overdosing on drugs. I felt like that was the only choice i was having because i wasn't able to continue trying to help myself. As hours passed, i felt like i was "whole" again but i was terribly wrong. As i was noticing that nothing was happening because my drugs use was really high that nothing happened. I went to an outpatient group since i had to do some meetings because it was mandatory for court. I went to that same meeting that same day i overdosed and i finally was able to ask for help. When i finally spoke up in needing help, that place had turned me down so i felt even worse about asking for help. When i was able to try again, my probation officer helped and got me into a good place. I ended up going to rehab and that place has helped me so much to the person i am today. I believe rehab shaped me in the person i am today because I'm able to cope with things better and they also helped me but not letting me go
When i finally got myself away from the guy i thought was helping me, i went to my bestfriend and i depended on her since she was the only one who i had left. She moved me in into her house with her family. Yeah things got a little bit better but i was still feeling like feces because i wasn't really doing much for myself or having a better future. The constant use of drugs and the drinking still continue as it just gotten worse. When days passed, even months passed, I still felt like i wasn't complete yet. This one night i felt completely useless that i ended up overdosing on drugs. I felt like that was the only choice i was having because i wasn't able to continue trying to help myself. As hours passed, i felt like i was "whole" again but i was terribly wrong. As i was noticing that nothing was happening because my drugs use was really high that nothing happened. I went to an outpatient group since i had to do some meetings because it was mandatory for court. I went to that same meeting that same day i overdosed and i finally was able to ask for help. When i finally spoke up in needing help, that place had turned me down so i felt even worse about asking for help. When i was able to try again, my probation officer helped and got me into a good place. I ended up going to rehab and that place has helped me so much to the person i am today. I believe rehab shaped me in the person i am today because I'm able to cope with things better and they also helped me but not letting me go