"My parents were military so I was born in Germany. We moved to San Antonio, Texas when I was very young. I remember going to school and starting my sentences in English and finishing them in German and I remember right off the bat feeling that no one could understand me... literally. Also, I was one of maybe 30 white people in a 600 count school so I also remembering just not feeling a part of.
"Most of my family has experienced addiction, either personally or through having a family member like me. And honestly, before I ever got into a normal routine of being loaded, checking out was my drug. I was the kid in class that could have made straight A’s but would normally just be zoned out and disinterested.
"Right before I finally went to treatment i remember sitting there, crying in a closet in my parent's house and wondering how I'd had so much going for me and so many chances and yet was still about to go to rehab. It truly felt my life was coming to an end. I went to a place for 90 days though and didn't know what else to do at that point. I was pretty clueless to all things recovery at first.