Here I was in full blown active addiction. I was going around city to city taking pictures of myself in random truck stop restrooms. My

Vivarin medication –stay awake medicine.  It took me a long time for me to start taking meds. Because everyone kept telling me since I was

This is a photo of the home I grew up in. It’s a picture of the outside of the house but it’s the place where

Picture kind of got cut off. This wheelchair represents my depression, anxiety, and my embarrassment. The image of what needs to change in my life.

Fallen tree still living.  I have always liked this tree but when I was a kid, it fell over and uprooted and I like it

This is my school locker that I keep all my books in…I’m taking 18 credits now so I have a lot of books in there.

This is a photo of me looking up at a hill. I wanted this to represent me waking up every day and looking at all

I went to my pastor and asked, why is God doing this to me?  What am I doing wrong and his only answer was that

Pile of my mail: All of the health care bills piling up. It is really expensive to have a mental illness, it costs a lot

To most it’s just a bottle of water and a box, but to me I’m shaking, it’s a trigger. It’s where I kept my using