“I spent three-quarters of my life in and out of recovery, mostly in active addiction. I’m now 43. When I was given the chance to come to treatment at St. Monica’s, I was sitting in jail wondering how anyone could ever help me. I knew all there was to know. In fact, I really just wanted a smoke. I cussed, kicked and yelled.
“I am truly grateful that I received compassion and support from the staff at St. Monica’s. My walls were six feet tall, but I learned to trust those who reached out and truly helped me in my time of need. I have a foundation today thanks to those ladies, I can finally breathe.”