Faith without works is dead. That is something I have learned in the rooms of AA. Since I was fifteen, I never really understood the meaning of that until recently. I have always questioned people who had faith in God. I never understood how people found peace and comfort in something they could not touch or see. I could not ever seem to find that connection that so many people talk about.

Through those trying times, I won't lie to you, I sometimes lost my faith, I lost my way, and forgot who I was, but somehow, someway, my faith returned to me, and it gave me the munch needed boost of strength and hope I needed to get to where I am at today. I have not only had faith in God, but also faith in the people I care the most about. I have put my complete faith in them, to help me, and push me to my true potential in life.

It was the day I was God willing brought into detox when I decided to make my leap of faith. I could no longer do this alone. In the beginning I didn’t have much in me but I developed one thing, Faith. Faith that soon I would find my purpose and realize that I was worth something,