Our Stories

A New Hope

Derrick, Bridge House Alumni

“ I am currently in college for Business Management, I am about to be a father, and I was just promoted to Assistant Floor Manager. I am indebted to Bridge House for giving me a chance to change my life. ”

A Life Changing Experience

Nancy, Grace House Resident

I became a prisoner to alcohol and my life fell to pieces. I was hopeless, tired, confused, angry, sick and very unhealthy. My parents took over my role as parent to my children. I drank all day, every day until I passed out. My family no longer talked to me.

The Greatest Gift

Laura L., Grace House Resident

My addiction started at a young age. I am the only person in my immediate family that struggles with addiction. I grew up in a great family. My parents have never divorced and I have two older successful brothers. I was addicted to heroin and crack cocaine.

“I pulled myself up…”

Brett J., Bridge House Resident

“I remember waking up one day by the New Orleans Mission, sleeping on the cold hard concrete listening to the cars pass overhead. I asked myself, “How did you ever let yourself get to this point?” I never realized at that time that I had a disease.”

The Greatest Gift

Laura L, Grace House Resident

My addiction started at a young age. I am the only person in my immediate family that struggles with addiction. I grew up in a great family. My parents have never divorced and I have two older successful brothers. I was addicted to heroin and crack cocaine. My addiction was very powerful and dark. It

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They saw something in me that I didn’t

Nikki W., Grace House Resident

I came to Grace House because I needed help—help from myself. I didn’t know who I was. I was like a kid lost without a parent. I had nowhere to turn and was hopeless. I thought I found myself in a bottle or in pills. Really, all I was doing was hiding my pain, my

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I just couldn’t break the cycle

Don T., Bridge House Alumni

In the beginning, things were good.  I had lots of money, lots of drugs, and, of course, lots of women. My work took me to places most people never dreamed of. To stand on The Polar Ice Cap or next to the Crucifix in Rio were magnificent adventures to me. These experiences were never ending

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Today I have confidence and self-esteem

Casie D., Grace House Alum

I am a manager at work, a student, and the proud mother of two little boys. I am also an addict. As far back as five years old, I struggled with anxiety and depression which caused a constant feeling of inadequacy. I felt judged by everyone, so I kept quiet. I just wanted to be normal so I pretended to be fine and always had a smile on my face.

I just couldn’t break the cycle

Don T., Bridge House Resident

In the beginning, things were good. I had lots of money, lots of drugs, and, of course, lots of women. My work took me to places most people never dreamed of. To stand on The Polar Ice Cap or next to the Crucifix in Rio were magnificent adventures to me. These experiences were never ending in my life. So was the cocaine.

I just didn’t want to live that way anymore

Johnny T., Bridge House Alumni

My sobriety date is January 19, 2001—that is the day I walked through the doors of Bridge House and my life changed for the better, forever. As I walked through the archway of the front doors on Camp St., I had a strong feeling of relief that everything was going to be okay for the first time in a long time.

I needed liquor to survive, yet it was killing me

Mike B., Bridge House Alumni

I was 18 years old when I took my first sip of alcohol. I hated it. What I did like however, was the feeling of being accepted by my friends. I had arrived. The answer to my loneliness and self- loathing, was finally revealed to me: Alcohol. It fixed everything for me and I was finally, a part of something. For over 15 years, I searched for that feeling, having both good times and bad.

I felt as if drinking was the only thing that kept me sane

Ashley F., Grace House Resident

When I first choose to drank, I was 13 years old. I had just been accepted into the first 8th grade class at my high school, and I was heavily involved with my ballet studio. There was a student at my studio, who was also a senior at my high school, and instead of taking her freshman little sister out for a traditional night on the town, she chose me.

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