This is just mine, there was'nt a whole lot of love to go around in my family.The only God I ever knew was a God who wanted nothing more then to burn me in hell's fire.

I was living on the street's at a early age. Introduced to the correctional system at the age of 10 in Edmonton Alberta, have been out of the correctional system coming on 3 years this October 18th 2005.

The last 3 years of my life have been more difficult for me then any of the other years I've struggled through.I've been married and now seperated from a abusive relationship, have fallen into the snare of cokaine and crystal meth and as a result even died last Jan 19 2005 as a result of an overdose and over indulgence in the drug's that are still killing my friend's, your friend's, mothers,fathers' sister's and brother's.

I held a mother in my arm's while she cried over her daughter who just recently died at the tender age of 21 as result of complications caused by the use of crystalmeth, was at a funeral just a month ago to say good-bye to a friend I knew and struggled through life with for over 15 years.

This drug bussiness is'nt about money, glory, or fame, it's about people suffering and just not knowing there is a safe place to turn to, and for those who get lost between the crack's of the web of deciet and fear.

I was one of those many soul's who suffered, I and those who loved me suffered greatly, and those who did'nt and may never know me suffered as well. You see this path that I traveled has taken me to the gates of hell on earth, death had it's grip on my neck the demons swirlled around my feet and through my body, once you let it in, it's got you and will play you like a puppet on a string.

Last year I sat at a bus shelter with a woman begging me to come home, trapped in my own skin I watched helplessly as the drug's manipulated my thought's and own desire's. I watched just before Christmas of last year as my wife said through her tear's "I'm sorry it has you and theres nothing I can do" I watched as she walked away and I got up and walked directly to the next hit after hit after hit after hit,and then I woke up.

It was Jan 22 2005 when I came to. My jaw had been broken, I had a horrific overdose, was not out of the wood's yet but was looking at dieing as a result of a blood infection caused by injecting narcotics.

Here I was a 40 year old boy not yet a man, and then it started God introduced himself into my life not as god but as a power greater then myself a power that has up to date changed my entire life.

I am thankfull that today I can sleep , I can laugh, and I can cry, I don't have to do drug's to feel I just have to breath and even that God does for me.

My story is just that,mine, as is each individuale story of each and every single person that has been affected by this drug and all drug's for that matter.We are all connected and thus all affected by this demon that is eatting our children our friend's and our families.If ever there was something to fight against I would say this is it.