My name is Laura, I live in a small town in the state of Iowa. The corn state. It’s a little boring here, and things happen, and one thing leads to other stuff. My point here, I regretfully got bored in my late teens, and decided to experiment with drugs (pills) and alcohol. I struggled off and on for years trying to quit both by myself. (But the last 5 years has been the dark side). Pills (opiates) got the best of me when I was going through withdrawal. I couldn’t go to work I was so sick. The alcohol kind of helped the edge and started drinking with my husband. We both became alcoholics, and that led down a very dark road. It turned into a physical and verbally abusive relationship. I then, decided we needed to get help. Treatment and rehab was the answer. I decided to start with detox, and cried all the way there to CFR. (Community and Family Resources) My husband decided he was fine and did not want to go, but I could see him literally shaking, withdrawing from the alcohol. I begged and begged him to come with me. The answer was no, and he said I was stupid for even going to get help. I went to pack my bags and my friend gave me a ride out there. They gave me some calming meds and later that evening i called her and my husband ended up having a seizure from the withdrawal. I knew it, I knew something bad was going to happen. I then left detox to go be with him. I stopped drinking for a while, a month, and then started up again, well I ended up having a seizure myself and almost choked to death, he saved my life. I stopped drinking for a few months, but started again, losing another job. Falling behind with bills and racking up credit cards during this dark time, I finally decide to leave him and went and stayed with a friend, where I hid the alcohol, and one night he knew i was drinking and made me go to the ER, by calling the cops, I was so out of it i had no idea what was going on. I blew a .497 in the hospital, I should have been dead. When i finally snapped out of that, a couple days in the hospital, my dad came and told me i have no choice but to go to detox and then a treatment program. I ended up staying and sobering up and proudly say I am over 130 days clean now. March 5, 2020 is my clean date. Now, I currently seek help, by doing MAT clinic (medicine to stop cravings) and outpatient rehab group sessions. I also attend AA meetings and lived with my parents away from my drunken husband. But my house bills were slowly rising, as Covid-19 stopped me from getting a job when i got out of inpatient treatment. I kicked my husband out and moved my boyfriend in. He is anti alcohol so he helps me a great deal with that. We are both sober clean and happy, but at this point, I am so far into debt I am considering filing bankruptcy. I don’t want to have to do that. There is one more thing, my boyfriend has a bad heart. He is only pumping 15%, and normal is 70%. He has a blood clot disorder, and has had 2 strokes now. He is walking and talking fine, thank God, but we are hoping to also raise money for his heart transplant. He has helped me so much on this terrible dark road, and now that I am finally happy again, and found the love of my life, he has a blood clot in his heart, which is like a ticking time bomb until it takes his life. Please help us, we have come so incredibly far and finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel, and now we have to encounter this obstacle. Please help me keep him alive, he is all I have left in this world, but he is all that I need to be happy. I am about $30,000 in debt with the credit cards and student loans I fell behind on, and medical bills from the hospitalizations, and any extra will help with his heart transplant/medical bills. I have pictures of us happy together if you want to see please request.
My paypal site is: paypal.me/lauraloveslife2020