rolands
@rolandslizotte22
USA
Joined Jan 1, 2013
Rolands Lizotte’s Testimony
I grew up with a father who was an alcoholic, and a mother and an older sister who were both weed smokers, as far as I knew. When my family lived in Virginia, I did my first drug deal. I was a look out for my older sister’s boyfriend. He dealt, and I watched for cops. At the time, I was only 6 years old.
When my family lived in Maine, at the age of ten, I experienced my first cigarette and my first beer while I was playing little league. Even though, I had experienced those things, I was happy child, in a happy family.
When I lived in California, when I barely turned 14 years old, I experienced my first joint and my first party. From that day on I kept on partying. I was having fun! But that was the beginning of me not being a good role model for my little sisters.
When I was 17 years old, my mother was sick, so I had to step up, and start taking care of her and my little sisters. My sisters always complained about me helping my mother out. I made my mother’s breakfast, lunch, and sometimes, I made her dinner. I made sure my two little sisters had dinner, done their chores, and their homework, before our father got home. That’s when I started drinking and partying to the point, it wasn’t a party anymore, but was just an everyday thing. I wasn’t having Fun anymore; I was trying to escape my reality. I was trying to fill this emptiness, this void in my heart. That was the beginning of me hanging out with gangs and preps, and so call, partying with them, and always being late for class.
By the age of 19, I was sleeping around, girl after girl. I was dealing drugs with gangs in my neighborhood, all while attending college,and hanging out with them. I was 21 years old when I dropped out of college and started smoking cigarettes,snorting coke, smoking meth, and continuing on smoking weed just to fill this void in my heart. That was my every day routine, not a party.
By the age of 22, my mother had passed away. I had no tears for her. My dad told me the reason for it, is because I knew she was going to die. After that, I was trying to fill this void in my heart with this strange relationship where this girl and I just used each other. I fell in love with her. She helped me through my mother’s death. When we were together, she would always cheat on me. I stayed with her though because we both needed each other. I started cutting my arms, just to fill something other than my heart ache.
I was 23 years old, and I was without a job for nine months.I was trying to escape from my drama life, the popularity, and trying to find ajob. So I moved by myself out to Arizona. I prayed to God, for him to help mefind a job and a place of my own, so I could move my fiancé out here. I promised God I wouldn’t mess with meth ever again. He answered my prayer, and since then, I’ve been clean off of meth and coke. A month later, my fiancé broke up with me. That was the beginning of my depression; I was basically going on the same path as my mother.
I got my driver license, when I was 25 years old. That’s when I started going out to the clubs, and drinking even harder than before. When I was 26 years old I got my first D.U.I. and totaled my truck. That same year, my best friend, who helped me out more than my family, who was like a father to me, had gone and drove his motorcycle off the road, and killed himself, leaving his wife and two sons behind. My heart was broken.
By the age of 28, I got involved in a relationship that only lasted a week. I broke it off, due to the fact that this relationship reminded me of all my other relationships. I was angry. I was upset. I was at the point to where if anybody said the wrong thing to me, I would have snapped. I was looking for a fight, to fill this void in my heart. God had spoken to me a month ago about going to church, but I ignored him. I had only two options;Option number one, go to the doctor and get some “happy pills”, and end up like my mother. Or optio
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