I finally turned my life to God. I got on my knees and I cried and it seemed like another year went by, just not getting His presence back in my life. I think for all the misery and the shame and the name that I disgraced, began to haunt me and to really eat away at my soul, and I even thought that God was on the other side of the universe at times, and little did I know that He's slowly weaning me off in a way out of all that substance use and to unwash my mind of the world, and just the crying and the pleading was really the work of God once again in my life.