Staci’s Story

“I was so used to seeing drugs everywhere around me, that it just seemed normal.”

I was raised by grandma and felt rejected by parents, who were in addiction. I grew up angry and full of hate and I wanted to be accepted and fit in.

When my mother died, I realized that life is fragile and I wanted to change and make her proud.

I came into the short-term program, but I found my people and I found a place that actually accepted me for who I was.

Now I get to spend time with my grandma…she’s always supported me and everyone in my family. She’s made it through so much, I don’t want her to worry about me. I now know that she can rest her head and know that I’m okay.