When I first came to Penn Foundation, I was so angry.  How dare my family make me go in to treatment?  I knew that my drinking was hurting me, but I never realized how much it was hurting everyone else.  I never knew the fear I was causing them to feel.  They didn’t know if I was coming home from day to day, and if I did come home, they didn’t know how I would act.  Would I be decent, or impossible to be around?

Now I am at Penn Foundation and my family can sleep at night.  They know I’m safe.  I am learning not only what to do to stay sober, but I am learning a little about why I drink.  I am also learning that my actions effect other people, not just me.  My family sent me here because they love me, not because they were trying to get rid of me.

I used to think that it was “all about me” and the world owed me something.  Now I am starting to learn that I am not the center of the universe.

Oh, it is also important for the people out there that may read this to know that it can actually be fun in rehab.  I have met some awesome people, and have laughed harder while in here than I had in years.  Please just give it a try.