| METH ADDICTION STORIES |
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| MICHELE-My Story |
I was born in Oregon and at the age of 4 my parents and my 1 year old brother and I moved to a huge farm in Otto,
Wyoming. For me, life was great and everything as a young child seemed perfect. My grandparents moved right
across the road from us and we were one big happy family. At the age of 11, suddenly out of the blue to me, my
parents divorced, mom was gone and there I was wondering how in the hell I was ever gonna make it living with a
grandpa with a chronic illness, grandma in a nursing home, a 7 year old sad and hurt little brother and a dad who
cried every night for my mom when he thought nobody was looking. So, I just did what I did, helped cook, clean,
feed farm animals, and help raise my little brother the best I knew how. By the time I was 15 I was in High School,
class of 10 people, and starting to hang out with older kids and drinking alcohol. At first I drank a couple times a
month, maybe 3-4 beers at a time. Then I started having unprotected sex thinking these guys just loved me,
smoked marijuana for the first time and hated it. I began being very secretive at home not wanting my family to know
what I was doing. I began bribing my brother with beers and getting him drunk so he "couldn't" tell on me. By the
time I was 16 I was stealing my dad and grandpas cars and driving drunk, shoplifting and staying out all night with an
"I don't give a shit" attitude thinking I was being grown up. I got caught shoplifting and received community service.
By the age of 17 I was drunk every weekend, drinking a fifth of hard alcohol and 6 pack of beer on weekends. I was
involved in stealing a car, burglarizing a home and skipping school, which led to my near 1 year stay at the Wyoming
Girls School in Sheridan. After High School graduation I remained chemical free for quite some time. I was dating a
very abusive guy and I tolerated this for about a year, became pregnant, then moved to Riverton with my mom. I
was married at 21, had my middle son at the age of 22. Up until the age of about 26 I drank occasionally, couple
times a month. At the age of 27 I began bartending and over the course of the next year I was drinking about 10-20
shots of hard alcohol, 6-12 beers a night and first used cocaine. I inhaled 1/4 gram of cocaine two times and the
third time I inhaled about 1 gram. I did not use cocaine again for about a year. I was cheating on my husband,
became pregnant by another man and had an abortion to hide this from my family. I was abandoning my children,
ages 9 and 6, to their father so I could use drugs and drink and cheat on my husband. Not once did I think I had a
problem. The only problem I thought I had was when I ran out of either or ran out of money. By the age of 29 I was
smoking 1-2 grams of methamphetamine each weekend and still drinking daily. Constant lies to my family and
couldn't care less that they were all suffering and needed me. At the age of 29 I started injecting methamphetamine
on weekends. Within 6 months I quit working, lost my car to the bank, moved out of my family's house, began selling
drugs to support my addiction and was living with another man who also used drugs. I was having unprotected sex
with drug dealers, prostituting myself so I could always have drugs. I injected heroin one time at 29. I used opium
and black tar heroin and had quit drinking alcohol and began using methamphetamine only. I was injecting 1 gram a
day and by the age of 30 had gotten an unauthorized use of vehicle ticket and continued using on bond and
received a use of controlled substance charge. I spent 34 days in jail and received 1 year probation. I continued to
steal anything of value to sell for drugs from anyone I could. I was a liar and a thief, I was a prostitute for drugs, and
I didn't care about anything but drugs...getting, using, selling, and manufacturing drugs. Methamphetamine was my
god. I became pregnant at the age of 31 by a man who still to this day does not know he even has a 3 year old son.
I was pissed I was pregnant and bound and determined to terminate this pregnancy by overdosing on
methamphetamine. I was injecting 1-2 grams per day while pregnant. I was having sex with multiple men and
women, I was cheating on my boyfriend and lied to him not telling him I was pregnant by another man. I was verbally
and physically violent to get what I wanted and always made sure I made the other person feel like hell and blamed
them for everything gone wrong. My children, ages 11 and 8 had no trust in me and were very sick of me. They
hated the way I had turned into a monster and always let them down. I bounced in and out of their lives with lies and
empty promises of a better future. I tried to quit using over and over again with no success, my mind and body were
convinced that I could not live without drugs. Up for a week using, sleep for 3-4 days, feel sorry for myself, feel like
hell, start over again with the drugs. I was arrested for a positive urinalysis from using methamphetamine and taken
to jail for 3 months. When released I continued to use from 2-4 grams a day. I delivered my son and we tested
positive for methamphetamine and he was taken into state custody at 1 day old. Over the course of the next 11
months, I continued to use, sell and manufacture methamphetamines and go to DFS high to see my son. I had a job
to make it look like I was responsible and lied to everyone about being clean. I thought I had control of my addiction
because nobody could tell I was high. I was charged with Felony Child Endangerment, the first case in the state of
Wyoming to be charged under the new law. I spent 3 months in jail and when released on the ankle monitor I
continued using methamphetamine. I was jeopardizing others lives injecting them with drugs also. When the
charges of Child Endangerment were dropped by the state and my 1 one year old son was returned to my custody. I
had decided to quit using AGAIN. I thought I could quit if I wanted to, I told myself that I had just hadn't wanted to up
to this point. I remained abstinent from drugs for about 2-3 months and was convinced that I had my life under
control now. Then I found out one of the guys I worked with was a methamphetamine user and when I invited him
over, lying to myself thinking I wouldn't use, only to end up using. Within days I was back to injecting 2-3 grams a
day and now sleeping with this guy, cheating on the same boyfriend, then moved into a run down apartment complex
we had been remodeling for our boss, illegally, no carpet, no furniture, no food...I was stealing or selling drugs to
buy food for my baby and we slept on an air mattress. I endangered my sons life by using around him and selling
around him and exposing him to drug dealers, violence and now decided to move to Denver with this guy. I lied to
my exhusband and conned him into borrowing his car, credit card and cell phone. Continuously stealing from him
and my kids. Once in Denver I devoted my life and time to drugs, I hardly slept, hardly ate, was stealing money,
leaving my baby in his car seat for hours while we drove all over Denver committing crimes and getting high. This
relationship became very abusive and I decided to pack up and go back to my boyfriend in Lander. My exhusband
got his car back and vowed to never let my children see me or talk to me again. I continued to inject
methamphetamine and started hanging out with my old using friends and instantly went right back to selling drugs. I
got $700 from my neighbor, whom I didn't know at the time, was a confidential informant for DCI. I went to Denver
with the man I had gone to Denver with in the first place and we purchased some quantity of drugs and transported
it back to Lander. I sold the drugs with my son in my home, along with this man and my boyfriend. The police and
DCI busted in my door and arrested the three of us in front of my 16 month old son scaring the living hell out of him.
The state came and removed him once again from my custody. The house I had him living in was a pig sty, dirty
dishes, dirty clothes, no food or milk, crap just piled high and the back door screwed shut. I had been so paranoid
this whole time, we had cameras up, and windows covered thinking we were slick and would never get caught.
Throughout these 5 years, I had gone from confident, hard working, respectable good loving mom, to a low life,
thieving, drug dealing criminal who could not quit using. The urge to use was stronger than any desire to make my
life right, and whenever I started to feel bad, sad, mad, guilty or shameful for my actions, I would inject some
methatmphetamine and thought I made it all go away...needless to say, when I came down, it had all gotten worse. I
spent 6 months in county jail, facing 50 years in prison for conspiracy to deliver, delivery of methamphetamine and
2 counts felony child endangerment. My case was blown all over the media and the stigma along with addiction, well
it was said that I should be thrown in prison...fortunatly one judge had the hope and faith that inside I was truly a
good person, but had a severe addiction problem, so he allowed me to plea bargain for no more than 7 years if I
completed long term treatment. I was at inpatient treatment in Rock Springs for almost 16 months and this was one
of the hardest things I have done, honestly take accountability for my actions, own up to my wrongs, and quit
denying that I have a drug addiction. Through all of this I have learned who I am, I am a confident, capable, honest,
trustworthy and recovering addict. I have returned to Riverton and am to complete Intense Supervised Probation
and 5 years of probation with that being a 5 year prison sentence suspended. I'd say I lucked out. I am very
grateful to have been given the chance to live again. On my own I never wouldn't gotten clean and sober. I
remember where I came from and it was a living hell, I remember and still see the hurt I've caused my children, now
ages 15, 12, and 3. We are learning to live together once again, there are hurdles, but at least they know I'm gonna
be home when I say I am, and that they aren't gonna come home and find mom in the bathroom with her boyfriend
injecting drugs only to leave them home to fend for themselves. Christmas this year is truly a blessing and I hope
that I can help someone in their time of need with this story of my life. It's the condensed version, there's alot of
graphic and violent content and I am willing to share any of it with anyone who wants to listen and maybe just needs
a glimpse of hope...if i can do it YOU CAN TOO!
Wyoming. For me, life was great and everything as a young child seemed perfect. My grandparents moved right
across the road from us and we were one big happy family. At the age of 11, suddenly out of the blue to me, my
parents divorced, mom was gone and there I was wondering how in the hell I was ever gonna make it living with a
grandpa with a chronic illness, grandma in a nursing home, a 7 year old sad and hurt little brother and a dad who
cried every night for my mom when he thought nobody was looking. So, I just did what I did, helped cook, clean,
feed farm animals, and help raise my little brother the best I knew how. By the time I was 15 I was in High School,
class of 10 people, and starting to hang out with older kids and drinking alcohol. At first I drank a couple times a
month, maybe 3-4 beers at a time. Then I started having unprotected sex thinking these guys just loved me,
smoked marijuana for the first time and hated it. I began being very secretive at home not wanting my family to know
what I was doing. I began bribing my brother with beers and getting him drunk so he "couldn't" tell on me. By the
time I was 16 I was stealing my dad and grandpas cars and driving drunk, shoplifting and staying out all night with an
"I don't give a shit" attitude thinking I was being grown up. I got caught shoplifting and received community service.
By the age of 17 I was drunk every weekend, drinking a fifth of hard alcohol and 6 pack of beer on weekends. I was
involved in stealing a car, burglarizing a home and skipping school, which led to my near 1 year stay at the Wyoming
Girls School in Sheridan. After High School graduation I remained chemical free for quite some time. I was dating a
very abusive guy and I tolerated this for about a year, became pregnant, then moved to Riverton with my mom. I
was married at 21, had my middle son at the age of 22. Up until the age of about 26 I drank occasionally, couple
times a month. At the age of 27 I began bartending and over the course of the next year I was drinking about 10-20
shots of hard alcohol, 6-12 beers a night and first used cocaine. I inhaled 1/4 gram of cocaine two times and the
third time I inhaled about 1 gram. I did not use cocaine again for about a year. I was cheating on my husband,
became pregnant by another man and had an abortion to hide this from my family. I was abandoning my children,
ages 9 and 6, to their father so I could use drugs and drink and cheat on my husband. Not once did I think I had a
problem. The only problem I thought I had was when I ran out of either or ran out of money. By the age of 29 I was
smoking 1-2 grams of methamphetamine each weekend and still drinking daily. Constant lies to my family and
couldn't care less that they were all suffering and needed me. At the age of 29 I started injecting methamphetamine
on weekends. Within 6 months I quit working, lost my car to the bank, moved out of my family's house, began selling
drugs to support my addiction and was living with another man who also used drugs. I was having unprotected sex
with drug dealers, prostituting myself so I could always have drugs. I injected heroin one time at 29. I used opium
and black tar heroin and had quit drinking alcohol and began using methamphetamine only. I was injecting 1 gram a
day and by the age of 30 had gotten an unauthorized use of vehicle ticket and continued using on bond and
received a use of controlled substance charge. I spent 34 days in jail and received 1 year probation. I continued to
steal anything of value to sell for drugs from anyone I could. I was a liar and a thief, I was a prostitute for drugs, and
I didn't care about anything but drugs...getting, using, selling, and manufacturing drugs. Methamphetamine was my
god. I became pregnant at the age of 31 by a man who still to this day does not know he even has a 3 year old son.
I was pissed I was pregnant and bound and determined to terminate this pregnancy by overdosing on
methamphetamine. I was injecting 1-2 grams per day while pregnant. I was having sex with multiple men and
women, I was cheating on my boyfriend and lied to him not telling him I was pregnant by another man. I was verbally
and physically violent to get what I wanted and always made sure I made the other person feel like hell and blamed
them for everything gone wrong. My children, ages 11 and 8 had no trust in me and were very sick of me. They
hated the way I had turned into a monster and always let them down. I bounced in and out of their lives with lies and
empty promises of a better future. I tried to quit using over and over again with no success, my mind and body were
convinced that I could not live without drugs. Up for a week using, sleep for 3-4 days, feel sorry for myself, feel like
hell, start over again with the drugs. I was arrested for a positive urinalysis from using methamphetamine and taken
to jail for 3 months. When released I continued to use from 2-4 grams a day. I delivered my son and we tested
positive for methamphetamine and he was taken into state custody at 1 day old. Over the course of the next 11
months, I continued to use, sell and manufacture methamphetamines and go to DFS high to see my son. I had a job
to make it look like I was responsible and lied to everyone about being clean. I thought I had control of my addiction
because nobody could tell I was high. I was charged with Felony Child Endangerment, the first case in the state of
Wyoming to be charged under the new law. I spent 3 months in jail and when released on the ankle monitor I
continued using methamphetamine. I was jeopardizing others lives injecting them with drugs also. When the
charges of Child Endangerment were dropped by the state and my 1 one year old son was returned to my custody. I
had decided to quit using AGAIN. I thought I could quit if I wanted to, I told myself that I had just hadn't wanted to up
to this point. I remained abstinent from drugs for about 2-3 months and was convinced that I had my life under
control now. Then I found out one of the guys I worked with was a methamphetamine user and when I invited him
over, lying to myself thinking I wouldn't use, only to end up using. Within days I was back to injecting 2-3 grams a
day and now sleeping with this guy, cheating on the same boyfriend, then moved into a run down apartment complex
we had been remodeling for our boss, illegally, no carpet, no furniture, no food...I was stealing or selling drugs to
buy food for my baby and we slept on an air mattress. I endangered my sons life by using around him and selling
around him and exposing him to drug dealers, violence and now decided to move to Denver with this guy. I lied to
my exhusband and conned him into borrowing his car, credit card and cell phone. Continuously stealing from him
and my kids. Once in Denver I devoted my life and time to drugs, I hardly slept, hardly ate, was stealing money,
leaving my baby in his car seat for hours while we drove all over Denver committing crimes and getting high. This
relationship became very abusive and I decided to pack up and go back to my boyfriend in Lander. My exhusband
got his car back and vowed to never let my children see me or talk to me again. I continued to inject
methamphetamine and started hanging out with my old using friends and instantly went right back to selling drugs. I
got $700 from my neighbor, whom I didn't know at the time, was a confidential informant for DCI. I went to Denver
with the man I had gone to Denver with in the first place and we purchased some quantity of drugs and transported
it back to Lander. I sold the drugs with my son in my home, along with this man and my boyfriend. The police and
DCI busted in my door and arrested the three of us in front of my 16 month old son scaring the living hell out of him.
The state came and removed him once again from my custody. The house I had him living in was a pig sty, dirty
dishes, dirty clothes, no food or milk, crap just piled high and the back door screwed shut. I had been so paranoid
this whole time, we had cameras up, and windows covered thinking we were slick and would never get caught.
Throughout these 5 years, I had gone from confident, hard working, respectable good loving mom, to a low life,
thieving, drug dealing criminal who could not quit using. The urge to use was stronger than any desire to make my
life right, and whenever I started to feel bad, sad, mad, guilty or shameful for my actions, I would inject some
methatmphetamine and thought I made it all go away...needless to say, when I came down, it had all gotten worse. I
spent 6 months in county jail, facing 50 years in prison for conspiracy to deliver, delivery of methamphetamine and
2 counts felony child endangerment. My case was blown all over the media and the stigma along with addiction, well
it was said that I should be thrown in prison...fortunatly one judge had the hope and faith that inside I was truly a
good person, but had a severe addiction problem, so he allowed me to plea bargain for no more than 7 years if I
completed long term treatment. I was at inpatient treatment in Rock Springs for almost 16 months and this was one
of the hardest things I have done, honestly take accountability for my actions, own up to my wrongs, and quit
denying that I have a drug addiction. Through all of this I have learned who I am, I am a confident, capable, honest,
trustworthy and recovering addict. I have returned to Riverton and am to complete Intense Supervised Probation
and 5 years of probation with that being a 5 year prison sentence suspended. I'd say I lucked out. I am very
grateful to have been given the chance to live again. On my own I never wouldn't gotten clean and sober. I
remember where I came from and it was a living hell, I remember and still see the hurt I've caused my children, now
ages 15, 12, and 3. We are learning to live together once again, there are hurdles, but at least they know I'm gonna
be home when I say I am, and that they aren't gonna come home and find mom in the bathroom with her boyfriend
injecting drugs only to leave them home to fend for themselves. Christmas this year is truly a blessing and I hope
that I can help someone in their time of need with this story of my life. It's the condensed version, there's alot of
graphic and violent content and I am willing to share any of it with anyone who wants to listen and maybe just needs
a glimpse of hope...if i can do it YOU CAN TOO!
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