By your side when you need it
From the desperation and isolation caused by my substance use disorder, I sentenced myself to a mental prison, tossing away the key. It was a lifetime of misery with no way out. I couldn’t get clean or live without drugs and alcohol. It was the darkest days of my life and my breaking point. I understand the feeling of not wanting to live another day in the life of anguish, but being unable to end it. Sometimes, desperation is a gift.