 There's like an imaginary line, they say. And once you cross the imaginary line, there's no going back. I started experimenting with alcohol, sixth grade. I started smoking cigarettes. But my freshman year of high school, I was a really good soccer player. And I blew out my knee. I got ACL reconstruction done that summer. My doctor gave me percocets. When I took it, it fixed everything. I ended up going to the next level from a friend introducing Oxycontin pills to me. So it led to being massively addicted. I love my daughter. I love my family. But I had to come to the horrible truth that I love alcohol and I love drugs more than them. I've been to many other facilities. The one that I found most effective, the one that helped me the most, the one that helped me get my daughter back was Carrier Clinic.