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Ebony K. English

Columbia, SC

Hey y'all, my name is Ebony a true southern girl born and raised in Columbia, South Carolina...I would like to share just a little bit of my story Straight Outta Alcoholism to being Saved, Sober and Sitting Pretty!

Majority of my life I wandered aimlessly trying to fit in with my peers and to be understood. Growing up without my biological father left me vulnerable, and feeling as though I wasn’t good enough for anyone or anything. As a young girl I battled with rejection, low self-esteem, hopelessness, abandonment, and the desire to be accepted by anyone that would give me the attention I desired. Those desires lead me into engaging in sexual intercourse at a very early age. In attempt to mask the guilt and shame I felt, I began to consume alcohol at the age of 19. My first encounter with alcohol and my first experience with intoxication was at a frat party my freshman year of college. Now I know that the mere thought of intoxication is easily frowned upon, but intoxication became my new normal, and if I can be completely honest…I LOVED it. Alcohol was IT, it was easily accessible, and the good part is I could consume it in front of most people without it raising much question like drugs or a gambling addiction would, so drinking was easy to get away with whether drinking socially, or drinking to drown literally. Alcohol became my drug of choice, it was my novocain, and it numbed everything. Instead of using my voice to speak about my issues I allowed alcohol to become my coping mechanism. Alcohol provided the liquid courage to do and say things that I would never be bold enough to say if I was sober. I eventually reached a point in my alcohol dependency where I believed that I was my best self under the influence. I had to be under the influence to perform well; I believed that I had to be intoxicated to even be around other people, to be accepted. My insecurities were so loud, that if my confidence wanted to show up it wouldn’t stand a chance. I was bold, brave and fearless under the influence but in reality I was dying on the inside, and no one took notice. I was full of hope and dreams, but the dreamer often lost to the self-destructive behavior of the alcohol dependent.

I was completely comfortable in my dysfunction, until January 23rd, 2015 when I woke up to my then 7 year old son crying beside my bed, asking “mommy were you sick last night” I responded “no baby why” as I stepped out of bed into a puddle of my own vomit. I knew in that instance that enough was enough. I had to stop drinking. I didn’t know how and to be honest, I didn’t even believe that it was possible. It was indeed POSSIBLE! I am living proof that sobriety wants to offer us a brand new life and I have been living that life for 33 months!

Sobriety for me isn't only about abstaining from alcohol; it's more so about traveling on a beautiful path of self-discovery and creating a life that I have no desire to escape from. Had I known that the life I've always dreamed of was on the other side of the bottle I would've quit drinking a long time ago...My hope, dreams and everything I've ever aspired to become has been restored in God's timing through Sobriety!

To anyone that maybe currently struggling with alcohol or new on your journey of sobriety, Be kind to yourself!! Don’t become overwhelmed with the thoughts of what may happen tomorrow, next week, or next month! Recovery is a marathon, not a sprint so take it one day at a time and remember to celebrate your small victories along the way!!


Creighton P.


Where to start!? 746 days. That is how long I have been sober, and by no means am I looking for praise by saying that. I say that in hopes it may give hope to some one out there that this is possible. I remember just over 2 years ago, sitting in jail thinking, how am I hear again?! Not sure what happened but I asked for help. 100 days later I was released and went straight to treatment. I was introduced to the 12 steps of Alcoholics Anonymous. And that is what keeps me sober today. The program I work, which is not perfect in any way, allows me to be a reliable employee, allows me to be a father to my new son, allows me to not be an ass some of the time. It allows me to be trusted enough to go on a business trip, from which I am writing this clip from now. I'm in Minneapolis, in my hotel room and I'm sober. It can be done, and if I can make it 746 days, 24 hours at a time. Anyone can. We just have to suit up and show up and put in some action. And the blessings of recovery will start to appear in our lives!! It's possible people!! Give it a shot. What do you have to lose??
This a picture of my son, who up to this point hasn't seen me loaded, and can count on me to be there for him. He is a motivating factor as to why I do this thing called recovery every day. He isn't the sole purpose, but by God he is a good reminder for me of how great life is!!
My sobriety date is 7-26-2015. Keep pushing everyone!! It's so worth it.


Darryl Kempster


My journey into sobriety has categorically been one of the greatest achievements in my life, along with having my daughter Isabelle and getting married to Hayley... that said it was not the easiest at times. On July 29th 2017 I celebrated 5 years of sobriety, a huge milestone for me. I'm never one to really celebrate my life achievements, but I actually found myself giving a reach-around pat on the back for this one, especially when I think back to the dawn of my sobriety - the feeling of being struck with absolute fear and overwhelming panic when faced with the realisation that, in order to save myself, I needed never to drink again... I guess to some degree I was always aware that I had a drink problem and for years I maintained I was in control. A spiritual friend of mine announced one day that her book had been published with Hay House Media ( for those of you who don't know Hay House Media, it was started by Louise Hay who is widely regarded as the High Goddess of self-help and personal development ). This was amazing news for my friend; suddenly her Facebook timeline was filled with photos of her touring the US doing book signings. To show support I bought her book, and faced with a somewhat quiet night shift, I opted for the Kindle edition so it would instantly arrive on my iPad. The book was entitled,'A Strand of Pearls: One Women's Journey to Light & Peace'. Sounds spiritual AF right? As I began reading her story, I experienced a chilling realisation that, if names of people and places were different, I was reading so many scenarios from my own life... it dawned on me that my friend Debbie was an alcoholic, which I didn't know till this time. Of course, in comparison ( I tried to rationalise it in my head ) I was different, I was in control. I pulled out my diary, I was a busy guy and found myself meticulously living by the big black book. I started to point to days, working late there, so I can have a cheeky drink but not much, oh! and I have to be up early the next day, day off here, I'll get on it... early start here, hmmm, possibly could have a cheeky one there too. Suddenly it hit me, I wasn't in control and I was still being held to ransom by my diary and my schedule, which were dictating when I could and couldn't drink. The only way I could take control, to have total control of myself, was to stop... Now I just want to digress and paint a picture for you; from 2001 until I retired from the industry in 2014 I was a specialist Close Protection Officer ( a Bodyguard ) for many celebrities from all around the world and elite businessmen and women. What I'm trying to say is, I have often been faced with danger and I don't scare easily . . . but that instant, realising I could never drink again, suddenly struck me to the core with fear. I began to shake, I felt sick . . . then I actually did vomit, tears streamed soon after... I was a wreck. I was in so much pain about the prospect of going to a BBQ or party and not drinking. I mean, who would do that? I continued reading the book . . . stories about groups of friends moving on, because you were the issue; group nights ending with the realisation,'whoa, we drank four bottles of wine tonight', then the two drivers pipe up saying they didn't have any and the other two there claim to only have had 1-2 glasses each, suddenly everyone peering at you like you're the one that's just put away three bottles... I lived this time and time again. The end of my friend's book and start of her new journey results in her overcoming her addiction, abstaining from alcohol and repairing her relationships with her family. I was still on the fence. This was April 2012; I still had three months drinking in me yet before I had my awakening and hit rock bottom. I went out one last night, I began drinking from waking up - it was a day off after all. The night ended in chaos, a horrific fight taking place between myself and Hayley, rendering us separated and a once beautiful house lay in ruin. In that instant I hated who I was, who I had become, in short a monster. It was now time to take action. I read Debbie's book once again, looking for insight and tips. I was about 5 days into being sober and I was flaking... I was at work, the enormity of what I was undertaking was too much. I started to rationalise and clutch at straws, like . . . it's in my make-up, it's my destiny, it was in my contract coming into this very incarnation. Why fight it? It's who I am, I should just accept who I am. Hayley and I were working things out but my mind spiralled out of control, thinking, if I were single I would not be accountable to anyone, I wouldn't hurt anyone. I felt desperate and thoughts of ending it clattered about in my mind . . . but what about Isabelle? Hmmm, good point, I began to write her a suicide letter, but understood that it needed to be a letter enabling her to totally understand, so that in reading it she'd know in an instant why I took my own life and would minimise her pain... but mere words could never express the magnitude of what I was feeling. I had absolutely convinced myself that suicide was my only option now. I was at work and I walked out to the nature reserve at the rear of the building... the sun was shining... I sat on the decked pier of the pond looking up to the sun. Within moments, seriously a matter of minutes, the sky had turned black and rain started to pour down. I know that rain is cleansing, an emotional release, but given my state of mind it pissed me off... I jumped up and started screaming to the sky, blaming the God/ the Universe for all my downfalls in life, my voice becoming hoarse from the effort. The rain intensified, harder and harder it fell... the rain drops became bigger and bigger... it was apocalyptic and almost biblical, the rain soon transitioned to hail... the stones becoming larger and larger and larger. The only reason my outburst stopped was because I had to shelter my face - the hail was starting to hurt. Thunder crashed and lightning illuminated the deep black sky. The hail got so intense it broke my state and I collapsed to my knees on the decking of the pier. I looked up and screamed, "I surrender, please help me." What happened next was amazing, I couldn't believe my eyes, the hail stopped almost instantly, the dark clouds parted and within minutes the sun was shining down on me. I was drenched- my shirt, trousers, everything practically stuck to me. As I walked back into the building I felt empowered, renewed with a powerful strength. I started to attend AA meetings but found some people there were still trapped by their addiction. One gentleman told me that at 17:00 on a Friday evening he turned his phone off and didn't put it back on until 09:00 Monday morning, thus avoiding his friends and the possibility of temptation. He'd done this for 15 years! I thought to myself, bro that's not freedom! In fact two others I spoke with gave similar accounts of their weekends. I know I met these people for a reason. Immediately, I started to integrate myself into pub life and social scenes with friends. I wanted freedom! What transpired was actually hilarious in hindsight... announce you're sober and you'll see who your true friends are. I didn't have to worry about turning off my phone... my so called friends stopped calling me. It's very funny to watch how people act around you when you don't drink, it makes them more uncomfortable than you! I remember being so stricken with fear about how my life would look without alcohol and its funny because I'm socially more active now and do so many varied things around the world. I've found that alcohol isn't even a factor in my daily life - there really is a vast expanse of living to explore. Alcoholism is like the box room of a 8 bedroom mansion and there's so much more in life to live, do and experience. From my personal experience, I'd say the first 60 days were mentally the toughest. Firstly, you have to overcome the physical addiction and then tackle the psychological re-programming of your mind, which can take between 21-40 days to re-wire the neurones in your brain and create a new habit or behaviour. I attended AA meetings as and when I needed the support. I created a morning ritual that I have continued every day to this day; it's like brushing my teeth... automatic. One thing I've learned is that my ego will not allow me to say I'll never drink again, its clearly too big a commitment! We have only this one moment, this second... this second. In my morning ritual I honour myself by affirming that I will abstain from alcohol today. My ego lays low with this intention. Sometimes, however, my ego will try to rear up. I remember one time, I was cruising, I was about 18 months in, at the point that I'd all but forgotten about alcohol from my conscious brain... my ego rises up...'You know you can have a drink right?' I ignore it ... my ego starts again,'there is no way you'd ever take it to where you were before and you know that!' . . .'think of the people you hurt, but you're mature now, you see the world with a new insight' . . .'I'll tell you what... have one drink now and then don't have one for three weeks just to prove you're no longer addicted.' My head started to spin! I looked for the closest AA meeting in the area taking place day. Perfect, I had a few hours to endure before it started. I got to the meeting proud that I'd made it that far. The story told that day was one from the Big Book. A gentleman, who throughout his 20's was a bit of a wide boy and a jack the lad, at 30 admitted he was a full blown alcoholic. He spent 35 years sober, retired, house paid off, had grandchildren of his own. Then his inner voice got a grip, saying,'you're not a young lad any more, look at all this responsibility you have.' The gentleman decided to have that drink and, within the space of 4-6 weeks, his habit and thirst had returned to how it was in his 20's. Sadly, within 6 months the gentleman had passed away with liver complications. Now... I know I can never drink again, but for now it's one step at a time... one day... one hour... one minute... one second... The positive side to this story is I've found life far exceeding my expectations of what I ever thought it could be. Addiction puts a limitation veil on life and sobriety can hoist that veil far out of sight. There are so many rewards in sobriety. I know some parts of my story read quite dark, but everyone is different. I'm not saying you'll encounter the same, the thing to remember is we are never given more than we can handle. If you feel like there's too much on your plate, reach out, my handle for Instagram is being provided with this article, I am willing to share and impart any tools I used myself. Focus on your steps, write your letters to people apologising. Forgiving yourself is the biggest advise I can give you. Shame and guilt serve no place in your future; these two emotions are amongst the lowest vibrations our bodies can experience. The highest is joy... surrender... surrender your addiction to a higher source and power, be it God, the Divine, the Universe, the Holy Spirit. Surrender and forgiveness are the keys to ensure your success. Surround yourself with positive people; flood your conscious mind with inspiring media such as YouTube or Gaia. I wish you all the very best in your path to sobriety. Love, Light & Blessings Always Darryl


David Tallents

Cotswolds, England (7 months SOBER)

I had been drinking heavily for 20 years. Sometimes drugs, but mainly alcohol. My journey to sobriety came as a result of massive depression after drinking, the guilt of many things that occurred during being intoxicated, and embarrassing situations that I felt ashamed of, which only happened because I was drunk.

I just knew there had to be another way to live and be happy. On December 12th 2016, after a 12 hour drinking session, I finally made the decision to quit alcohol forever and anything that poisoned my body and mind! Originally I had thought that I would give it up in the new year. But I realized that type of thinking was so cliche. If I got sober NOW and continued throughout Christmas, then I would have conquered a challenging part of the year. I came, I saw, I conquered!

It has not been easy, but the benefits of sobriety continue to unfold daily and are far more than I could ever have imagined. Simply put, sobriety is the greatest gift that I could have given my children, wife and myself. It has, without doubt, been the best decision I have ever made.

Connie McMillan

New Jersey

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Johneshia Howard

From a Caterpillar to a Butterfly

My name is Johneshia "JoJo" for short and I am 21 years old. Because of my love for music, prayer, and faith I am now 3 months sober! I used to hide and be so afraid to express myself in healthy ways because of what I've been through so I turned to alcohol thinking it would help. Instead I hid away like a caterpillar watching myself slowly become a product of my environment. Because of my addiction I experienced many traumatic experiences. However I started journaling, listening to music, speaking publicly about my feelings, and getting the professional help I needed through therapy. Now I am evolving and growing like a butterfly and I thank God for giving me another chance at life. I also thank Miss Mykie and project rehab for giving me a platform to share my story and hopefully inspire young girls to manage stress effectively. -JoJo

Nick Casper

Asheville, NC

I have been at Second Chance Sober Living since October of 2016, and this house absolutely saved my life. I relapsed at another halfway house during September and was sent to Second Chance for a week while my other halfway assessed what to do with me. They let me come back, and unfortunately I relapsed again and went home and proceeded to use for a month. In a state of absolute misery and despair, I reached out to one of the managers at Second Chance and asked if there was any possibility of there being a place for me, and he told me that he would love to take me in and that "All I want is to see you get clean" and immediately I was filled with a sense of hope. Since I arrived at Second Chance as a resident my entire outlook on what a halfway house is has completely changed. This is not my first halfway house, but I am certain that it will be my last. This place is so much more than a recovery house, it's a recovery home. The guys that live here are my family. I have never felt more supported and loved than I do right now, living at Second Chance. It is so much more than just a place to sleep that administers drug tests and encourages meeting attendance. This house has taught me how to laugh again, how to work again, and how to have fun again. All while being sober. Recovery doesn't have to be completely serious all of the time. There is a time and place to have fun and learn how to enjoy life again, and Second Chance is teaching me that. It's almost hard to write this review right now, because it's hard to hear myself think over all of the laughter in this house. I love having a life again, and I love Second Chance for giving me the opportunity to have that life. Thank you so much @missmykie and #projectrehab for giving me this opportunity. Remember an addict, any addict can lose the desire to use and find a new way to live.

Angela Gilbert


I remember the times when I was heavily using numerous drugs. I was very unhealthy. I was 84 lbs at 5'7. I hated myself, hated my life and everything in it. The only happiness I had at that time was fake. I am currently 46 days clean and counting! I am healthy again. I've got my weight up to 134. I am truly happy now. I am working to better myself, and I am loving life with all it has to offer. I can remember how worthless, depressed, and ashamed I felt. I didn't want to face my wrongs or admit that I had a problem. I felt like I failed myself and my entire family. Most importantly I knew I wasn't being a good enough role model to my nieces and nephews. Eventually the life style I was living ended me up into some trouble, my family didn't want me around and I had nothing. That's when I realized I couldn't go on like this. How I was living was really not a way to live. I was abusing substances since the age of 14 and it got worse as the years went on. I am currently 20 and finally sober. I am not ashamed of my past because I do not live that life anymore! I am lucky to be alive! Thankfully my family supports me in my recovery. I am also being a better role model to my nieces and nephews. I can't give up on myself for myself and those around me. I choose life everyday, even on the bad days. The chaos does end. If you are struggling don't wait for the light at the end of the tunnel, be the light and light your own way through the darkness.


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