We would go to Disneyland, attend little league games, and participate in the school bake sales. What set us apart from other parents? We were smoking copious amounts of methamphetamine.
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How I Found My Mother Through Forgiveness
I realized that in order to change my family’s lineage I would not only have to forgive everyone who ever hurt me, I would have to learn to forgive myself.
How I Supported My Heroin Addiction by Selling Meat
After I pushed in the plunger, all the anguish, self-hatred and regret faded into blackness. Heroin was an anti-depressant and the only thing I found to ease the constant sadness that clutched my throat. It was the blistering hot summer of ‘75 in Los Angeles. I was over-dressed as I headed to the supermarket in… Continue reading How I Supported My Heroin Addiction by Selling Meat
Homelessness and Mental Health: On the Front Lines
Officers Armond and Dodson, whose personal histories uniquely qualify them for this outreach effort, have personally gotten 49 people off the streets and into drug and alcohol treatment. As someone with an extensive rap sheet, it was strange for me to be voluntarily climbing in the back seat of a police vehicle with two officers… Continue reading Homelessness and Mental Health: On the Front Lines