Last night I went to Westcare, it's a rehab in North Las Vegas for women. What I didn't know was that I was speaking in the teenage wing of the facility. When the girls started pouring into the room I was a little shocked to see teenage girls aged 14 - 17 staring back at me. I wasn't prepared to see them so young. Wow.
I started to worry that they wouldn't be able to relate to me or that I would'nt be able to fill the one hour meeting time or just that my message wasn't good enough. Anyway, I just forged through, they were good listeners even though they were passing notes back and forth. ha ha I used to do that in class too.
I talked about 45 minutes and then they had 15 minutes left over to ask me questions. Of course the first question they asked was "what was your drug of choice?" ha ha - I figured that.
I'm still thinking today how much I hope those girls can get it and break the cycle of addiction now instead of living that life for another 15 years, winding up in jail, and institution or dead. They still have their whole lives ahead of them, but the sad reality is that most of them will be using again within their first 30 days out of rehab. At least the seed is planted and they know they have a place to go when they are ready.
Tonight I was at this meeting and a woman was there, she shared that she was recently diagnosed with cancer, she is going through chemo and her husband just served her with divorce papers and he's sleeping with one of her friends and he is trying to kick her out of the house because they live with his parents. Damn, I felt really bad for her. So sad. I'm glad that shit isn't happening to me today.
So, onto other news - Amy Winehouse was secretly videotaped at a party the other night...
In addition to inhaling some crack from her glass pipe she also snorted powdered ecstasy and cocaine and admitted to popping six Valium pills to “bring myself down," the paper is reporting.
She's such a mess!