Janets Story
I had always felt so lost, alone, unloved and not good enough. I developed
the idea of entitlement – the world owed me. I can do and take
what I want. I became a nurse because I heard student nurses partied
the most. My self abuse and self hatred escalated and consumed my every
moment. I moved from Toronto, Canada to Miami in 1992 to work in an
AIDS unit. I also survived Hurricane Andrew.
Soon I began to use all types of narcotics in the
hospital, when I was working and drank when I wasn’t working.
This went on for years. I would try to stop myself by going to visit
my family, detoxing myself every week and vow not to use again, vacations,
relationships, new cars, buying a house, working more and working less.
The more I tried to fix myself – the further I would spiral down.
My problems were my secrets. I couldn’t bring
myself to ask for help in fear of what others would think of me. I looked
good on the outside but I was dying on the inside. On February 21, 2002,
I left work at 11pm in a blackout. I drove out of the parking lot and
into a van with a family in it. I don’t remember the police being
there or my totally wrecked car being towed away. Thank God no one was
injured.
The next morning I came to and had a feeling that
something very bad had happened, especially when I didn’t see
my car in the driveway. A co-worker called and told me what had happened.
She said she came out and told the police that I must have fallen asleep
at the wheel after working a double shift.
I didn’t want to live anymore, I was thinking
of ways to kill myself. The only other option I had was to cry out,
“God please help me. I cant’ go on like this anymore!”
The next thing I did was pick up the phone and ask for help. I was given
the number to Gratitude House and called right away. I knew that I needed
help immediately and for long-term.
A New Life
Less than 3 weeks later, I entered Gratitude House. For the first time
in my life I became completely honest with myself and others. The nurse
told me I didn’t have to feel ashamed in a kind, caring way. I
slowly began to put my trust in Gratitude House and slowly began to
feel better.
I was taught healthy structure and discipline,
things I didn’t know anything about. I came out of my life-long
prison of isolation and began to feel a part of. All of my secrets were
revealed and I was accepted and no longer felt alone.
Gratitude House showed me how to live a balanced
life and to take care of myself physically, emotionally, spiritually
and mentally.
On February 22, I celebrated 5 years of recovery.
I love myself today, attend meetings regularly, trust a few other women
and God, and always try to do the next right thing, even if I don’t
want to do it. These are principles I learned at Gratitude House to
live a successful, happy, healthy, whole life and hope for a wonderful
future. Gratitude House’s rehabilitation program positively changed
my life both personally and professionally.