F-Felix (Former Addict, Now in Recovery)

I’ve been to rehab more times than I can count. I told myself I was done with the drugs, but each relapse felt like I was falling deeper into a pit I couldn’t get out of. One night, I found myself on the bathroom floor, crying out to God in desperation. 'I can’t do this without You.' For the first time, I felt His presence, not condemning me, but lifting me. That moment wasn’t the end of my struggles, but it was the beginning of something different. I’m fighting every day, but now I know that prayer is my armor