Jaime was an adorable child, very talented and sweet but suffered from low self-esteem. We just never imagined that would translate into drug abuse. During her senior year in college, she began showing signs something going amiss. She was avoiding family, her grades were suffering and she sold her car, a gift from her grandfather, which she loved. We were shocked to discover she used up her entire college loan on cocaine. We gave her an ultimatum, to come in for rehab or lose our support. She reluctantly accepted but was rarely sober during her her 9-month outpatient rehab program. Sadly, soon after, she got into methamphetamine.
After living with many "party" friends, she spiraled down, ended up very addicted to meth, wound up on the street and stopped using when she discovered she was pregnant.
That's about all I can share for now but promise to return with more of the abridged story.
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