So, I spent a lot of time in and out of jail. The first time I got arrested, I lost my kids. I lost it after that because I couldn't see any hope. So it made me use more and not think about anything that I was doing. I kept going back to jail, and with the promise of getting help, I was let go and went right back to using till it sent me to prison, where I had a lot of time to think about things and see what I really wanted in life. The transition back into the world was harder than being inside. I left everyone behind to start over because I had no choice if I wanted to better my life; that choice was not easy, but the best one that I have made.