Dooralong Transformation Centre Clients

29/12/2024

10/09/2022

6 years ago today, the Lord called me out of darkness into his marvelous light. I was spiritually dead and almost physically dead. I was a slave to sin and drugs.

In 2016 over a period of 3 weeks I went to 3 jails and was committed into a mental institution. No one including myself ever thought I would be back to normal. I was so mentally unstable I couldn’t take care of my children or go into the grocery store alone. I was at the end of myself. I had lost my children (didn’t have custody of them for over 7 years). I had lost my home, my mind and my freedom.

BUT GOD.... I ended up in another jail, when I walked into the cell, I met an older woman. She knew me, but we had never met. She called me by my name and told me: “Tasha, God is waiting to hear from you. You have to go home and take care of your children. They need you.”

It stunned me. I remember yelling “you don’t know me! You don’t know anything about me!”

Then she persisted to tell me things about myself that only God knew about me. Things too personal and hurtful to share. I broke down crying. At that moment I had a breakthrough. All my life I was so lost that I didn’t know the way I lived my life was wrong. I was so deceived. I thought I was the victim but didn’t realize how many people I was hurting. I was always pointing the finger at everyone else and blamed them for my condition. I blamed my parents for being addicts, I blamed my abusive boyfriend, I blamed law enforcement, I blamed my family for coming to my house and taking my kids. In all reality some of those were factors but ultimately it was my choice to continue that way. The problem was I didn’t know how to live any other way. I had lived this way for 20 years. My entire mindset was dysfunctional and broken.

After the lady in the jail cell spoke to me I hit the floor and passed out from the drugs hitting my system. I won’t go into detail but that day I had a supernatural experience with the Spirit of the Living God. Fire came through my mind and I heard the roar of the lion of Judah as I saw flames. I came up off of that floor a different woman.

God has fully restored me! I have my 3 youngest children back in my custody, and we serve the Lord together. The Lord taught me how to live by the leading of the Holy Spirit. I am free! I no longer identify with being a drug addict, inmate, or unfit mother. He has given me beauty for ashes! I’m honored that he has called me to serve him by helping lead others out of addiction and into freedom!

So to those of you out there that thinks their is no hope.... DON’T GIVE UP!!!

There is no pit deep enough that the love and grace of JESUS CHRIST can’t reach you. No mistake bad enough that he can’t forgive you. I would tell you just like that woman told me... CALL OUT TO THE LORD, HE IS WAITING TO HEAR FROM YOU!!!

Jesus loves you and He will put you back together stronger than you’ve ever been IF you let him.

I stand here today, a witness of the redeeming power of the blood of Jesus Christ.

Thank you Jesus!

“And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony” Rev 12:11

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24/07/2022

“Put a rat in a cage and give it 2 water bottles. One is just water and one is water laced with he**in or co***ne. The rat will almost always prefer the drugged water and almost always kill itself in a couple of weeks. That is our theory of addiction.

Bruce comes along in the ’70s and said, “Well, hang on. We’re putting the rat in an empty cage. It has nothing to do. Let’s try this a bit differently.” So he built Rat Park, and Rat Park is like heaven for rats. Everything a rat could want is in Rat Park. Lovely food. Lots of s*x. Other rats to befriend. Colored balls. Plus both water bottles, one with water and one with drugged water. But here’s what's fascinating: In Rat Park, they don’t like the drugged water. They hardly use it. None of them overdose. None of them use in a way that looks like compulsion or addiction. What Bruce did shows that both the right-wing and left-wing theories of addiction are wrong. The right-wing theory is that it’s a moral failing, you’re a hedonist, you party too hard. The left-wing theory is that it takes you over, your brain is hijacked. Bruce says it’s not your morality, it’s not your brain; it’s your cage. Addiction is largely an adaptation to your environment.

Now, we created a society where significant numbers of us can't bear to be present in our lives without being on som**hing, drink, drugs, s*x, shopping, even our phones... We’ve created a hyperconsumerist, hyperindividualist, isolated world that is, for many of us, more like the first cage than the bonded, connected cages we need.

The opposite of addiction is not sobriety. The opposite of addiction is connection. And our whole society, the engine of it, is geared toward making us connect with things not people. We no longer focus on bonding with other people, we now bond with stuff. In fact, we are trained from a young age to focus our hopes, dreams, and ambitions on things to buy and consume. Drug addiction is a subset of that."

-Johann Hari

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24/06/2022

08/01/2022

I Love a good success story. This one by Caroline...

My drug use caused me to go septic and the infection in my heart left me with endocarditis. The doctors told me I had 12 months to live if I kept using. They said my heart wouldn’t hold up after that. Here’s a picture of me at my college yesterday. I have 11 months clean today!

12/07/2021

I have some very sad news to pass on. For those of you who were acquainted with Graham Hyde, it saddens me to tell you that he has passed away this afternoon following a motor vehicle accident today.

May he R.I.P 😓

16/04/2021

https://www.facebook.com/1430408783745817/posts/3963173510469319/?sfnsn=mo

"My daughter was clean for just over a year from using he**in.
She kicked the dragon square in the balls and I didn’t think she was ever gonna look back for it.

She promised me that she’s NEVER going back to H -
She said “Daddy, I don’t want to go back to that stuff ever again”.

I remind her what I told her at the Narcan meeting:
“If you can’t kick the dragon for good I will be the one to zip you up, but I will be with you every step of the way when you need me”.

I don’t know why she didn’t call me like she promised.
It hurts so bad that she didn’t call.

Now before you get all pissy with me for saying that I will zip her up, You have got to understand my daughter’s and my relationship.

It’s a loving relationship that shines.

I would ALWAYS be there to bail her out of whatever she got herself into, but now here I was, a father who was desperate for my daughter NEVER TO USE AGAIN and didn’t know how else to put it.

I thought the Love she had for me would keep her from going back to that drug ever again.

Well, that didn’t happen.
At 5:50 pm I got the call from the Det at Eastlake Police that my daughter was found dead in her bed from an overdose.

I immediately fell to my knees in the snow and began to cry like a baby.

I could not believe that my Tigger had done this.
I tell the Det that I am on my way and got there in record time.

STOP READING HERE cause it’s going to be very descriptive.
Just stop here and know I love her and kept my word to her.
.. but on the other hand I need everyone to understand how very bad this s**t is so you NEVER have to experience what we are right now.

I walked up the stairs to her room and there was Karisten sitting in her bed.

She had hit such an lethal dose that when she went into a hemorrhaging arrest that she sat up from her pillows she was propped on in her bed, had her arms straight out with a slight bend at the elbow, fists clenched, with her thumbs tucked under her fingers grasping so tight at what looked like she was trying to grab life back in her.

She was all blue faced,veins out, had a little blood from her nose and her teeth were so tight together that her mouth wouldn’t open.

I was told I couldn’t touch my daughter in case there was any lethal powder still on her.

I ask for gloves and glove up cause I’ll be damned if I’m not going to help my daughter One last time or hug her and let her know I Love her.

Well, I kept my word and spread the bag out and carefully placed her in it to say goodbye to her so they can find out what it was that she took.
I zipped her up in her body bag and helped them carefully place her on the cot.

I’m not looking for pity or trolling for comments.
I just want ALL of you to know that no matter who you are or what you do or how perfect you think someone is, that this He**in s**t can come into anybody’s life and destroy it.

Do not be blind to this.
AND DO NOT LET THIS DRUG FOOL YOU!!!

Please, please, please, wrap your arms around your loved ones and let them know how much you care and love them, because tomorrow is never guaranteed and I urge you all to share this post.
Maybe, just maybe, it’ll help another family.

Rest easy, Karisten Lyn Shermann.

I miss you so much, my heart is broken, and I LOVE YOU so very very much."

Credit: Tim Sherman

13/10/2020

ON THE LEFT
Me, completely broken, 93 pounds, living on the streets, living in fear, in pain, addicted to m**h and he**in, and ready for my life to finally end. I had endocarditis twice from using and I had a hole in my heart. My mom took that picture when she went to rescue me.

ON THE RIGHT
I took this picture tonight. Didn't care about angles. Just wanted to show my happiness. 9 months clean. I fought hard for months in the hospital, survived heart surgery, gained 40 pounds, got a place to live, and I have my family and my two cats that help me. I've posted the before pic alot but my story is important. Recovery is possible and it is worth it. -Amber