Jul 4, 2020
Tom Cruise speak about Narconon
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Tom Cruise speak about Narconon
Le ragazze della Futura sono ripartite dalla Palestra Polivalente San Giuseppe da Copertino di Lecce, dove hanno affrontato la Narconon.
Le ragazze della Futura Volley Giovani sono ripartite dalla Palestra Polivalente San Giuseppe da Copertino di Lecce, dove hanno affrontato la Narconon. #futura #pallavolofemminile #volleyball #fabriziosbardella #narconon #quartidifinale,
Seconda vittoria consecutiva per la Futura, che batte Melendugno 3 a 1 e si conferma al settimo posto con 18 punti, a pari merito con Fasano.
Seconda vittoria consecutiva per la Futura, che batte Melendugno 3 a 1 e si conferma al settimo posto con 18 punti, a pari merito con Fasano. #futuravolley #narconon #melendugno #pallavolofemminile #volleyball #fabriziosbardella #campionatoA2,
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The New Life Detoxification was also great to do. It helped to clean my body from all those drugs. Drugs drag you into bad conditions, both physically and mentally and you make all the wrong choices and decisions which affect you and your family.
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A Journey From Darkness To Light: My Sister's Story
My sister, a once vibrant soul with striking green eyes and raven-black hair, was lost in the harrowing abyss of heroin addiction at the tender age of sixteen. It was a pit so deep and dark that even the brightest rays of her intelligence and beauty seemed incapable of penetrating. The light within her was gradually being extinguished, consumed by the merciless substance that claimed more of her each day.
When I returned to Spain, after receiving a tear-streaked plea for help from our mother, I was confronted with the grim reality of my sister’s life. A life that was being snuffed out by the illicit drug. The desperation in our mother's eyes mirrored the darkness that had consumed our home - a physical representation of the desolation inflicted by heroin.
I dedicated myself to learn more about my sister's situation, acting as a friend rather than a judging sibling. In my pursuit of understanding, I found myself sharing smoky circles with her “friends,” sharing in their vice to win their trust, to know the depth of my sister's despair. I learned that my beautiful sister was injecting heroin thrice a day, selling the same tormentor to others to fund her addiction, and had even resorted to desperate measures to procure the devil's drug.
One day, I found her crying, her body hunched over a blood-stained bed, the remnants of her desperate attempts to find a vein for the syringe. She was a ghost of her former self, her radiant skin now pale and gaunt, her green eyes no longer sparkling with life but dull with resignation.
In the face of such despair, I chose to act. I let the light in, literally and figuratively, breaking through the physical and psychological darkness that had consumed us. I managed to draw her attention to the present, to the mundane yet comforting familiarity of our home. I asked her the hard questions about her life and the impact of her choices, not just on her, but on others. To my relief, she expressed her desire to escape the life she was entangled in.
This was the turning point. We reached out to Narconon, a center renowned for its success in helping people escape the clutches of addiction. Their team provided relentless support and within days, my sister embarked on the path of recovery.
And what a beautiful journey it was. My sister, the heroin addict, became my sister, the survivor. She traveled, found love, had children, and lived a fulfilling life up to her 35th year. Despite losing her ultimately to AIDS, a cruel parting gift from her years of addiction, I am grateful for the years of life and love we were given back by Narconon.
The haunting memory of her addiction is a painful scar, but her recovery story, her fight, and her victory, remain an inspiring beacon of hope. It’s a testament to the power of recovery, the dedication of organizations like Narconon, and the indomitable human spirit.
Her story is a bittersweet symphony, a tune of despair turned into a melody of hope, a testament to the power of change and resilience. You can read more about her story here: https://www.narcononeurope.dk/en/blog/my-sister.html