A Chance Encounter Led to My Second Chance

When I was abusing cocaine, there were times in which I felt like an animal in the zoo; like all I could do was react in scorn as everyone around me sat in judgment without a clue as to what I was going through in my head. All they saw was an aggressive monkey-like creature in a cage that was completely out of control of his actions. Addiction turns you into just such an animal until the day you declare that you’re ready to transform back into the person that you once were and assume the responsibility of real person-hood again.

While my cocaine abuse made me feel like an animal, I didn’t realize that addiction didn’t observe the cardinal rule of the animal kingdom: adapt or die. There was positively no way for my body or my brain to adapt without killing me in the process. At the height of my addiction-during my deepest periods of withdrawal-I remember thinking that I deserved to die. I was weak for getting involved with coke in the first place and even weaker because I couldn’t stop using. I had given up on myself and just began to run out the clock on my life.

I was working as a junior executive in a hospital and one day as I was walking the halls, I saw a woman that couldn’t have been more than forty years old being wheeled about by her sister. I found out from talking to her sister, that she had been diagnosed with ALS (otherwise known as Lou Gehrig’s disease). People tend to overuse the term “brave”—this was not one of those times. As I sat there overtaken by this woman’s extraordinary courage, I realized that I was voluntarily letting my life slip away and that nobody gave her a choice. At that moment, I felt something that I thought addiction had made it impossible for me to feel: shame and guilt.

I’m not going to say that I went rushing into treatment after that, but that was the catalyst for my getting clean. It sickened me to even look at coke anymore after that experience. In a matter of weeks, I made arrangements to enter cocaine rehab and begin the rest of my life. I felt like good things started to happening immediately after I decided to get treatment. I knew I couldn’t change the past, and this knowledge liberated me to focus on my future. Treatment was a definite struggle, but in an odd way it made me feel worthy of a second chance. After 2 consecutive years of sobriety, I never ceased to be amazed that I owe my recovery to two complete strangers. 

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