Crack cocaine had stripped me of everything that I held dear. I had completely given up, surrendering myself to a drug that was eventually going to end my life. Why try? That was the motto I lived by. Who cares? Another favorite of mine.

Well I can tell you that someone did care. I came to Narconon Arrowhead in 2004 completely confused and utterly hopeless. Basically I went because I had nowhere else to go. I had burned all of the bridges and I was not even allowed in my own parent's house. I decided upon arriving that I would give the program an honest chance. What did I have to lose?

I am sitting at a PC typing a letter to tell you how wonderful my life is now a PC that a year ago would have been in the local pawnshop. I have a job, a car, and my own place today. But most of all, I have my life back.

I cannot put into words how grateful I am to Narconon Arrowhead and all the staff there. These guys believed in me when I could not, they helped me when I refused to help myself, and they showed me how to live again. If I can change, anyone can. I was a lost soul and Narconon allowed me to find myself. I am not going to lie and say life is a bed of roses these days, but at least I am the one in control of the garden.