“Before I came to the Mission, I was a homeless drug addict and alcoholic. I spent my days living in parks and slept in alleys. I would sell my medications I got from a behavioral health organization to get different drugs on the street. I was in and out of psych hospitals and would occasionally...
... stay a few nights at the Salvation Army.
I had a free ‘Obama phone’ and every morning I would call the Mission to see if there was a bed open. I had heard about the Mission while at the hospital. But every time I called the Mission was full. I have to admit, it was very discouraging to me.
One night at the park some guys I didn’t know offered me some heroin, but I passed on it thank you God. It made everyone that shot up crazy. He talked about God and a war that was coming and then said God told him I was working with Satan. He started to become violent with me, so I grabbed my stuff and left to the drug store to get more meds.
While I was waiting for the meds I began to think about my life. None of my family or friends knew where I was or if I was dead or alive. I was ashamed, so I didn’t contact them for a long time. I figured they were better off without me. I had nothing to offer them. I had nothing to offer anyone. I decided I would be better off dead.
Once I got my meds, I took them out to the parking lot of the drug store and proceeded to take them all…5 bottles of pills total. I don’t remember a lot after that. The store manager came out and called 911. Once I was stabilized in the hospital, they sent me to the psych hospital. The second morning there, I felt I needed to call the Mission. The Mission said there was a bed available. It took a lot of convincing on my part to get permission to leave the psych hospital to go to the Mission, but they agreed.
When I got to the Mission in April 2013, I was a hot mess. My life was so broken. I was scared. I was trying to live drug free. I regularly had panic attacks. It wasn’t easy. I struggled a lot for several months. Every time I would walk into chapel I would cry. I thought God would never forgive me from my sins. But thanks to the Mission Chaplain Bettie, she told me that God loves me, has forgiven me, and brought me to the Mission for a purpose and in time would reveal that purpose to me. It gave me hope as I surrendered my life to God.
I learned how to pray, which gave me peace and direction. I learned about God and myself, as I went to Bible classes and my roommate and I studied the Bible together. I also learned a lot in life skill classes and the computer center. The addiction counseling helped heal me and give me understanding and victory over my addictions.
If I hadn’t come to the Mission I would be dead. Seriously, someone would have killed me or I would have killed myself. The Mission saved my life. I went from being homeless to school for my CNA/ Caregiver certificate. Thank God for Him not giving up on me. He has your back – always and forever."