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[–] Speshul_Sn0wflake 1 point 7 points (+8|-1) ago 

He still does. If it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't be alive - and I don't mean in the sense of me being born. I had a tumor when I was younger, and was put on painkillers when I was like 13-14 years old. I would get hooked, get off, get hooked, get off and so on. I could always either get clean myself or bring myself to rehab. I was clean for almost two years before I went to heroin. I lived in NY and my father didn't, and he found out about three years into my addiction. He gave me a chance to come clean but I was too embarassed honestly, plus I was pretty gone at that point. At twenty five he literally dragged me into rehab. I got clean for other reasons, stayed clean for myself though. I had given up hope at that point because every rehab had a 6 month to a year waiting period before I could get in. He made some calls and then got me in after my last overdose, and literally had to bring me there because I was so fucked up. It was the first time a problem became too big for me to handle, but he made me own up and even attended family sessions. He is a great guy and raised my sister and I right.