My biological dad suffered from severe alcoholism. He was decapitated by an Amtrak train when I was 11 years old. I grew up with a verbally, physically and mentally abusive stepdad. My family struggled with poverty, food insecurity and…
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Celebrate Recovery
Drugs. Depression. Debauchery. Reckless living. A prodigal son to a T. That was my life before Jesus Christ. I was born into a Christian family; my father an immigrant from El Salvador and my mother a Midwest woman. They…