“I was experiencing odd symptoms, such as chest pain, sweating, and tingling in my limbs. Yet, I had no diagnosis.”
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“I was experiencing odd symptoms, such as chest pain, sweating, and tingling in my limbs. Yet, I had no diagnosis.”
“When I left Liberia, my goodbye to her was the hardest. ‘I’ll never forget you.’ Three years later, I got a call. ‘Probable tumor in her eye. Untreatable in West Africa. It’s an emergency.’ We were terrified.”
“We met at a McDonald’s parking lot, her belongings in a trash bag, and had a quick goodbye. I was left dumbfounded. She would yell, ‘I’m going to burn your house down!’ People on the outside had no idea what went on behind closed doors.”
“This was a pool game we played all the time. We knew many family and friends who did the same. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.”
“I had a spot on my shoulder, and MRSA entered my body. I remember the moment Dilaudid entered my IV. It felt like a warm pot of honey. That high was it. I wanted that forever. There was no soul left in me.”
“I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, or if it was going to work at all. I went to school that morning needing to see it for myself. When the bell rang at 3 p.m., my heart lurched.”
“My boyfriend broke up with me because I couldn’t stay sober. I got evicted. All my dreams faded away as I got deeper into my addiction. I realized there had to be a bigger meaning to my life.”
“We got a trip to Disney for their battle against cancer. When we returned home, they got sick, very sick. ‘Haven’t we been through enough?’ I cried. Their doctor appointment was canceled indefinitely. We were told to wait by the phone. I panicked while they suffered.”
“I was so embarrassed I let this happen to my baby. This photo was taken 4 days after.”
“I was afraid to have friends over at my house because I didn’t know if she would be sober or not. When she was out, I lived in constant fear of her getting hurt, dying, or going back to jail. She was tired of fighting. I wanted to fight for her.”