When I came into Crossroads on January 31, 2003 I was completely broken down and defeated by this disease called alcoholism and drug addiction. I had burned every bridge in town and had every door shut on me. Seeking oblivion through alcohol and drugs on the cold and lonely streets of San Diego, I realized that I was running out of options, going in and out of crisis houses and psychiatric wards in hopes of finding comfort and love.
Most of my family was deceased and those who were still living would have nothing to do with me, so I found myself totally alone and suicidal. I knew I would die soon if I didn’t get help, so I came to Crossroads Foundation and realized that I was finally home! I stayed at Crossroads for almost 2 years. During that time I took advantage of every single thing that Crossroads had to offer me and through this I would learn to love again, but more importantly I got my soul back. Today I walk with my head held high, I have self-confidence, and my self-esteem is better than it’s ever been. I have friendships that are based on love and respect and I owe it all to Crossroads. I’ll never forget the days spent there. The best days of my life!
