Behavior therapist at C.A.R.D
In college studding to become an addiction psychiatrist
Growing up a simple California girl, I had a plan. I had a step by step plan of how my life was going to unfold. Until, the summer going into high school I picked up a drug addiction and shortly after that followed "Psycho" my narcissistic schizophrenic abusive boyfriend. Along with this world came sugar daddy's, getting kidnapped, overdoses, drug busts, lie after lie and having to scrape what was left of me off of rock bottom time and time again. Some may ask, " why did I choose to dive head first into this fucked up chaos? What was so horrible in my life?" Maybe it was my fucked up childhood. Allright it looked picture perfect from the outside. Maybe it was loosing my virginity by getting raped at the age of 16. Getting into it might not be what you want to know, everyone knows how to jump down the rabbit hole. The question is how did I find my way out? Although every true addict knows you never truely get out. That life, the little voice in our heads haunts us. Although now working as a behavior therapist and going to school to become an addiction psychiatrist, I want to help others find their way out. I've been through hell and back. Im not another therapist who read about it from a book. I know what I'm talking about because I've lived it.