Get paid for your story in a women's magazine!

Hi,

My name is Victoria and I am currently working for a women's magazine. We are always looking for women who are having problems coping with an alcohol or drug addiction. So if your addiction is having an affect on your family life and marriage; if you've spent a fortune on funding your addiction; if you've had to conceal your spending from your family; even if you've had to steal to continue your addiction, please get in touch with me giving a brief outline of your story. My email is vickz_2@hotmail.com. I will speak to my editors and if they are interested in your story, I will get back to you. If your story is published, you will get paid for it.

Thank you for your time and I hope to hear from you.

Victoria Burt.

Gaynorshore@yahoo.co.uk

I have a number of past events that i could pass on, from the age of about twelve i had started to drink most weekends and by yhe age of thirteen solvents played a big part of my life too.By this time i was going totally of the rails, didnt get on with my parents, Dad left, i was slipping into a world that i had no control over and mental health issues took over. With my first overdose iwas taken into the care system and placed with foster parents. Its all been a crazy journey from there on really, at approx fifteen i got into cannabis and tried out acid and speed and by the time i was sixteen i was pregnant with my first child,then by the time i was nineteen i'd had my second. Thats when shortly after i started injecting speed with my boys father, within six months we'd got ourselves into about a thousand pounds worth of debt the social services were on round all the time the police even more so and the dream i once had of having my own family, home etc had turned into a complete horror story. So i left a made a go of things on my own for a while, which went ok for a bit. Met my daughters father at the age of twenty, turned out to be a complete nut case and was sent to prison for eight yearss shortly after we split. While i was still pregnant i met a much older man, i thought at the time was my knight in shining armour. He was for a while, while i was pregnant then he became totally insecure and liofe was turned upside down once again. This time it really hit me, i had totally lost all self-esteem and started to go with my friends to the pubs and clubs of which i had never been able to do before and well i certainly did hit it big time i would say that most nights i was drunk, every weekend i was out doing ectasy and getting up to all sorts then i got back into the speed again. Staying up for five - six days out of the week after a while and my mental state deteriorating along with it with all the things that were in my the guilt was the biggest , not being a good mum to my children though i was trying my hardest it simply was'nt happenening.Pyscosis set in and i used to cover myself every day with nit lotion from head to toe i could see these tiny bugs crawling in and out of my skin, i would bath in detergents up to five times a day because i felt so unclean. The doctor was called in the end and i was put to bed for a week total shut down.That wasnt the end of it though my addiction to speed was too strong and i was totally paranoid of the doctors and the medication and i couldnt cope anymore i started to stay out of a night and leaving the children with friends resulting with then getting taken into care. This tipped me right over and for three years i went a total drink and drug binge wot ever i could get my hands on. Sleeping with every tom, ... and harry, exchanging myself for whatever drugs there were going.I hated myself for what i had allowed life to become for the children i was in total waste mode. I ended up going to my brothers place away from it all and got myself off the drugs though the drinking was still there this was sociably exceptable as far as my family was concerned and managed to keep it under control for a while and got the children back with me eventually , by this time i had met my partner who was on one hand a tower of strength to me on the other he was a drinker as well and for six years my poor children had to put up with us getting drunk and arguing nearl every night. Four years ago i left him and i really thought that would be the end of my drinking let alone my drug taking but boy was i ever wrong. Ihit the drink even more so after i found out that the people i had put on a pedastal in my life were no more than pedaphilles and that sent me off my head the anger in me just tore me apart. For the last six months i have been going to cognitive behaviour programmes, working with keyworkers and attending drug counselling i havent had a drink for two years in December my children and i have just moved into our new home after being homeless on a off for four years due to binges though is now on the up and i am starting college in September and my children are doing so well and their are real pleased to finally have a true mum.