Being the youngest in the Sober Living, I live at, it’s like I have six moms and/or older sisters. All of the women have inspired me with their recovery and learning a new way of life, as so am I. One of the ladies I live with Tiffany P. (for anonymity reasons can’t write her full name; she is in a 12 Step program as I am) is a Hawaii-born lady, straight from Honolulu, Hawaii. The reason why I’m writing about her and not the other five ladies, is because our story starts in Acton Rehab almost nine months ago. We both learned how to live clean, and trust me it’s not rainbows and unicorns, but, it’s a journey we both take still to this day together in our sober living. I look up to her and she guides me in the right direction because there is
…show more content…
Pilipino, Hawaiian, Chinese, Spanish, and English, a very diverse woman of races and you can see each and every one of them getting to know her. Her Philippine accent comes out usually when she mad or when she is cooking in her kitchen, as in don’t go in her kitchen while cleaning. Also her Hawaiian sayings are always the best words of wisdom. Living most of her life in Hawaii, she landed in California in June of 2015, where her life changed. Last year on her birthday she was court ordered to an outpatient program, so she decided that she was ready to get clean and really work her program. So she called to get into Acton Rehab. About a month later on November 6th, 2015, the day that changed her life forever, she entered the rehab that changed and saved our …show more content…
I was in jail still for my charge. I was arrested on September 24, 2015. Before that day I was arrested, I was very active in my addiction. I was picked up on a $400,000-dollar warrant. That day changed my life forever. The next day at court, the judge was sick of my shit and decided instead of just jail time, it was jail and a rehab. So I wouldn’t run the rehab will send someone to pick me up from the exit, so I couldn’t run. No matter how much jail time I would get I still would end up in the same crap, living under a bridge active in my addiction. On November 29th, 2015, I was picked up in jail from people who pick up people to take them to rehab, I had no way to escape and be on the run. An hour later I was on the Acton premises being admitted into Acton rehab. I was driven in a go-cart to the women’s side of the rehab and walked in through the door. Walking through the hall from her room comes dorm 18’s Greeter, Tiffany coming to greet me and help me to my room. With her inviting big smile, I knew I might be in the right
Pilipino, Hawaiian, Chinese, Spanish, and English, a very diverse woman of races and you can see each and every one of them getting to know her. Her Philippine accent comes out usually when she mad or when she is cooking in her kitchen, as in don’t go in her kitchen while cleaning. Also her Hawaiian sayings are always the best words of wisdom. Living most of her life in Hawaii, she landed in California in June of 2015, where her life changed. Last year on her birthday she was court ordered to an outpatient program, so she decided that she was ready to get clean and really work her program. So she called to get into Acton Rehab. About a month later on November 6th, 2015, the day that changed her life forever, she entered the rehab that changed and saved our …show more content…
I was in jail still for my charge. I was arrested on September 24, 2015. Before that day I was arrested, I was very active in my addiction. I was picked up on a $400,000-dollar warrant. That day changed my life forever. The next day at court, the judge was sick of my shit and decided instead of just jail time, it was jail and a rehab. So I wouldn’t run the rehab will send someone to pick me up from the exit, so I couldn’t run. No matter how much jail time I would get I still would end up in the same crap, living under a bridge active in my addiction. On November 29th, 2015, I was picked up in jail from people who pick up people to take them to rehab, I had no way to escape and be on the run. An hour later I was on the Acton premises being admitted into Acton rehab. I was driven in a go-cart to the women’s side of the rehab and walked in through the door. Walking through the hall from her room comes dorm 18’s Greeter, Tiffany coming to greet me and help me to my room. With her inviting big smile, I knew I might be in the right