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Growing up I remember always being in church and even getting baptized along side my dad on my moms birthday one year. I’m an only child, so I was very sheltered until I got older and into high school, but after graduation is when I started smoking weed regularly. I had a lot more freedom as an adult, but it all seemed to go down hill from there. I had met a guy at age 21 and I moved in with him almost immediately. I didn’t even know what an opiate pill really looked like until this, and when I found out they could relieve the pain my scoliosis caused me, I took one and never looked back. Four years later, I’m using fentanyl because the opiates weren’t enough anymore. I always thought I was slick enough to hide my addiction until I got pulled over for speeding and got indicted for a two inch straw I used my drugs with that they found. I eventually was in and out of jail but my ultimate low was being in jail, 5 months pregnant at 27 years old, not knowing how I was going to overcome my addiction. The judge I had, Judge Megan Bickerton, sent me to the Freedom Home where I’ve been able to draw closer to Jesus and be delivered from my drug addiction. I thank God everyday for that because without that push, I wouldn’t be able to be the mother that I’m supposed to be to my perfect, healthy baby girl, who I’m expecting June 24th, 2023. Not only has my life been changed, but my precious little girl has gotten a brand new mommy!