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‘I’m one of the lucky mothers. I didn’t have to bury my child. I have my daughter back. For today.’: Mom of an addict says ‘heroin is not picky,’ she still ‘breaks down sobbing’

“I waited daily for the phone call that would tell me my daughter was dead. I planned her funeral. I did not sleep the entire night for years – always waiting for the ring of the doorbell. 18 months ago, she was living in the dumpster area of Taco Bell. She had sold her car for drugs. She weighed less than 100 lbs. Mariah celebrated a year sober yesterday. Do I trust her? Not fully. But she is sober. She is productive. She is happy. For today.”

‘Where is my son? You aren’t the person I raised,’ she said through tear-filled eyes. She was curled up having a nervous breakdown on the bathroom floor. Pleading me to stop, but I can’t do that.’

“Cops showed up at my mom’s house looking for me. She and I would hide behind the couch. She was my biggest enabler. Then, she had enough. With all of her jewelry, she said, ‘Is there anything you can sell so you can stop?’ There wasn’t anything real left. I had already sold it all.”

‘I found ‘employment.’ It was anonymous web cam sex with strangers. Anything I had to do to support the habit had to be done. I used my own daughter as a pawn.’: Mom overcomes addiction, ‘Life can be beautiful again! I promise. Don’t give up.’

“When we got ready for the ceremony. My sister put on her wedding jewelry, and in a split second, I saw her turn, and I swiped her gold necklace. On her WEDDING DAY. I pawned it, and knew I was good for another day.”

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