On November 26th, 2005, I was at the end of what turned out to be a 12 year run of drug and alcohol abuse. I had destroyed my marriage, threw away my career, and lost the ability to be a father to my son. I’d like to say that I made a decision to ask for help that night out of guilt or because I suddenly acquired a conscience, or maybe that it was because I decided for the first time in years to do the right thing. But the sad and pathetic truth is that I made the decision to ask for help for purely selfish reasons- I could not take the way I felt any longer. No amount of alcohol or drugs could alleviate the feeling of utter worthlessness I felt.I drove to my sister’s house where I wasn’t welcome. I told her I needed help, that I wanted to stop drinking and using. She let me in, made a few phone calls and a few hours later I was at the back steps of Amicus House- This is where my journey began….. It has been over 4 years since I entered Amicus and my life is amazing, so much better than I could have ever imagined. Not only do I have my son back in my life, he lives with me full time and I once again have the ability to be a loving, caring, responsible father. My career is back on track and I have my life back. I will be forever grateful to Amicus House. My sister provided me with the gift of treatment and Amicus House provided me with the gift of recovery!
