For a decade, I was imprisoned by addiction, self-hatred and despair. My children were forced to live...
My life’s journey has been a tumultuous one, marked by darkness, addiction, and despair. For 15 long...
In May of 2017, I went through the blue door of the Harbor Home, broken, sick, desperate...
I entered the Harbor Home lost in addiction, hearing voices and seeing faces coming out of walls....
I arrived at The Harbor Home a deeply broken woman. My life had been tangled in addiction...
I started using drugs recreationally as a young teen. I realized it was numbing me from all...
