Following in my moms foot steps

I grew up not knowing my dad, so from a very young age I felt broken. My mom was a single mom of 2 & until I was 12 I thought she was doing a great job. Then I released she was doing anything & everything to numb the pain. Leaving us home alone to go drink, or do drugs. To leave us “ to go to work”, that wasn’t always the case. My mom was and still is an addict. My mom was never around, and if she was she was high on something. I can’t blame everything on my mom, but she played a big roll in my addictio. I moved out and got through high school barely but I did it. Then life hit me, & I began this down word sprile. Meeting a boyfriend that would change my life for ever. For the next 3 years I fell into being a pill addic, doing what ever I had to for the next high. My mom fed in to my addiction, she helped me get what ever it was that I wanted. I went to jail, got out and went right back to living that life. When I got away from that life and started to change I was so over ran with my feelings, that after 2 months clean i went right back to it for another year. Then I met the man that changed my life for ever. I stopped Everything all over and finally I was done, found out I was pregnant and stepped away from that life for good. My husband and my daughte changed my life, I realized that being sober was a better life. Raising my daughter and giving her a life I never had was the bestthing I ever did. I got and stayed clean. Now at 5 years clean I can say I way happier then I ever been.