Once Homeless Janes Tells Her Story

I had it all going on. A tall blonde, I was the life of the party and every party; since I was popular beyond my wildest imagination.

Subtly, I started taking one drug after another until I became hooked and couldn’t stop taking drugs. The downward spiral was spinning out of control.

I hit rock bottom and lived on the streets for years.

I needed special help to reject drugs. When I learned how to thoroughly hate what my life had become, did I find the strength to say No to drugs? I’m clean now and working again.

I live in a tiny studio apartment, and I’m clawing my way back to normalcy, something that I will never again take for granted.

No, I’m no longer the life of the party.  At this age, I am predictably haggard, gnarled, and withered, but I’m happier than I’ve been in years. I’ve lost my good looks, but I remain fairly healthy, mobile, and energetic.

I can make it now.