“I was only 11 years old, but my age didn’t stop me from falling into the same trap my father did.” A...
With a school filled with druggies and a neighborhood filled with them, too, I was out of luck. Doing drugs was how...
We just got back from feeding Harlow at the hospital, and we were hanging out in the motor home. I was getting...
I sold a lot of stuff at school: candy, soda, bike parts, fireworks, pocket knives and, of course, marijuana.
Drugs tear families apart — it did to mine. I was just 12 years old when I realized that my mother was...
We have found running our national youth advisory board to be essential to our work.
Every day is a struggle for us addicts, and, yet, despite our failures and relapses, every day is a new day to...
Now, things have gone bad with my birth mom again. She’s off drugs, but she still screams abuse at me and dates...