I believe my life can be divided into two parts: before and after I found God.
I was born in Colombia -a beautiful South American country- but it was very insecure back in the 80s when I was growing up. When I and my siblings were kids, my parents made the difficult decision of leaving our home country to go to the United States. Their goal was to protect us from the violence that was plaguing Colombia at the time. We ended up moving to Southern California and started our new lives there.
If there’s one thing you should know about Colombians, it’s that we’re big partiers. Therefore, there was always a celebration going on in my house. However, as much as my family enjoyed socializing, I was always the shy, awkward one. I remember being very curious about alcohol. I didn’t understand how everyone seemed happier and more cheerful after having a few shots of alcohol. I asked my mom for a sip once, but she gave me a lecture on how it wasn’t for kids, and she told me to never to ask her for alcohol again.
I was a very stubborn child, so my mom forbade me from trying alcohol. Unfortunately, my mother’s rules didn’t stop me. I waited for the best opportunity to steal a bottle from the kitchen. While everyone was dancing, I grabbed a bottle from the kitchen and took it up to my room. I was only 9 years old, but I still remember everything as if it were yesterday. Aguardiente was the very first liquor I ever tried. It’s a traditional Colombian drink which is anise-flavored and very strong. After studying the grown-ups’ behavior at parties, I knew I had to drink more than just a sip in order to start feeling the effects of the liquor.
The Beginning of The End
It only took three or four sips at most for little 9 years old me to get drunk. The alcohol made me feel as if I were invincible.I loved it, it made feel less awkward and less shy as well. One of my older cousins found out I was drunk that night. He covered for me in return for a promise, that I wouldn’t drink ever again. I promised I wouldn’t.
Thatnightwasthebeginning of a downwardspiral. I liked being drunk so much that from that moment on I kept drinking every chance I got. I managed toavoidgettingcaughtbecause I was a reallygood liar. As a teenager, I startedusingmarijuana. After a fewyears, Marijuanajustwasn’tenoughfor me anymore, so I startedexperimentingwith more hardcoredrugs. When my family realized I was addicted to drugs and alcohol they wanted to help me, but I just pushed them away. I used to think I was just having fun and they were making a big deal out of it.
When I was 23 years old, I was sentenced to two years in jail for drug-related charges.
Sometimes our biggest mistakes can become our biggest blessings.
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