Client of the Quarter
"There I was, in Dallas Texas July of 2023. My family wouldn't talk to me and I had been off of my medication for Bipolar disorder for months.
Usually weighing 230 lbs., I'm down to 180 lbs. For a man whos 6'2", that's not good at all. I hadn't showered in weeks and was wearing the same nasty clothes even longer. The only personal property that I kept up with was a pipe that I smoked out of. I made sure not to lose that! I slept on the outside of the homeless shelter to make sure I didn't miss any opportunity to get high, that's sad.
One day, my sister was coming by to give me 20 dollars. I was so ashamed, I wanted to run and hide. All I can remember was her saying "This is not you, I love you, please go and get some help". I was listening but, all I could think about was going to spend that 20 dollars. When she pulled off, I almost ran straight to the dopehouse, but what she said kept ringing in my head and it wouldn't stop. I used a random guys phone and started to search for treatment. Everyone I called was either full, or required money upfront. I only had the 20 my sister had given me.
Shortly after praying probably the only heartfelt prayer I've ever prayed, there was a church on the street trying to get people to go to a 30 day detox center. I figured that was better than nothing. That had to be from God. I went and slowly started to heal. They helped me get back on my meds and I started to gain my weight back. I still couldn't stop thinking about getting high. Whats wrong with me? They gave me the option to go to a longer program and I took it. But shortly after I was calling around trying to get my family to send me money for "clothing and food". They did. I kept the money hoping I would have the chance to leave and get high. When I got the opportunity, I did.
Here I am, feeling empty inside as the people in the program was telling me I had to leave. I did it again. I pleaded with them to take me back, and they did. I stayed there six months and still thought about dope every single day. One day, I approached a man that had been there with me the whole time but I had never talked to. We talked about the depths of our addiction and getting better help. He told me about this place all the way in Tennessee and how he thought it would really help me. He kept talking about these men that worked there named Chris and Larry. He talked like they knew recovery and could help me. He looked me in the eyes and said "trust me".
We called Safe Harbor and Larry picked up the phone. He told me he had a spot for me. The guy was right! My family helped me get a bus ticket to Nashville March 17th 2024. Such a blessing. I made it to Safe Harbor.
The first couple of weeks, I was still in a slump. I spoke with the staff and they set me up with the mental health specialist. She explained that I was dealing with depression and prescribed me medication to help. Finally all of the gloom was gone. The staff was so kind to me. Much different than where I was before. You could tell that they really cared. They all let me know that they came from the same chaos.
I've never been in a rehab like this. A true brotherhood. I can honestly say that Safe Harbor saved me from myself. I believe in this recovery program. I am living proof that it works. I have witnessed what Jesus can do when you let Him in. I finally have a relationship with Him, and myself. I wish everyone in addiction could come here and witness the strength of this program in Bucksnort. I will never forget this place. This is where my new life started. God directed me here. He directed me here to give the same love and patience that was given to me from perfect strangers. I am forever grateful for this place.
Sincerely, thank you to the staff for pouring into me. Chris Somerville, Larry Hughes, Chris Hilliard and all of the rest of my Brothers. Thank you for all you do." - H.S.
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