Lost In Drugs. Let me tell you my story. I am a 31 year old woman. A mother. A wife. My story begins like any other story. I had a great childhood with a mom that was my super hero! I grew up with an older brother and when I was 8 years old my baby sister was born. We had it all. I started smoking marijuana when I was 14 years old. By the time I was 16, I was using every drug except crack and heroin. I learned how to deal with my emotions in the worst way possible. In July of 2009, I was blessed with a beautiful little boy. My life was perfect again, my life was whole. I was so in love! Little did I know that in 5 short weeks, God had other plans for my little handsome boy. He passed away when he was 38 days new. I was in shock. It was almost like I was living in the worst dream I had ever had. It didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel real because I was taking so many pills that I couldn’t feel at all. 3 months after my son died, I was in a very bad car accident. I was in a wheelchair for 8 months. I then began taking and abusing my pain medication. At this point in my life, I was taking the pain pills, xanax, smoking marijuana and smoking meth. In late 2010 I got pregnant with my next son. I continued to take xanax, pain pills and smoke marijuana. He was born a healthy little man-luckily! After he was born, I was on the same path I had been on. My mother was very concerned about my son-and myself. In September of 2011 I met a man that I thought was going to change my life. He did! In 2012 I went to a rehab, The Recovery Place. I only went because I was afraid that my mother was going to take my son from me. I completed the 40 day program and returned home. Everyone was so proud of me, a feeling I wasn’t used too. The man I met waitied for me and we formed a beautiful relationship… FULL OF LIES. We found out we were expecting a baby and in November of 2014, we became parents of a beautiful babygirl!! We got married on December 27th of 2014 and the only thing he asked of me is that I be sober when I marry him. Of course, I was not sober. The life of drugs continued and we found out in 2015 we were going to be new parents again. My last little girl was born in June of 2016. I was taking pain pills from my uncle, who has lung cancer, the whole time I was pregnant. It is now, May 24th 2017. Tomorrow I am leaving to go to a 12 month rehab. Looking divorce and losing my children in the face. I have decided that I NEED HELP!!! I can’t beat this disease without the help of Jesus Christ! My mother is trying to pay for my rehab stay and she is not able to do it on her own. I am asking if you could find it in your hearts to help her with the financial burden I have left upon her. Every little bit will help. I am beyond excited to forget the life of “Lost In Drugs” and know the new life of being “Lost In Christ” Please help me.