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.”
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
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
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
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.
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.
Mark D., Bridge House Resident
My name is Mark D. I am currently a client at Bridge House. At the age of 53, I never imagined spending my golden years in a drug and alcohol treatment facility. For over 35 years I have swallowed, smoked, snorted, or shot anything and everything that would let me escape from reality. Drugs and
Hillary K., Grace House Resident
My life has been difficult. I have the typical story of many an alcoholic/addict. I was no stranger to abuse and trauma at a young age. However, these things pale in comparison to the abuse which I inflicted upon myself while I was using. I did not respect myself. Over the years the consequences of
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.
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.
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.
Corey S., Bridge House Resident
My name is Corey. I am 33 years old, and I am an alcoholic. I took my first drink at a very young age. I was 10 the first time I got drunk. I certainly didn’t drink all the time back then, but I probably thought about it every day—I couldn’t wait for the next
Casey B., Bridge House Alumni
I am a 30 year old alcoholic who thought my life was completely hopeless and unmanageable. I was born in New Orleans to a teen mother who was in and out of my life—for the most part—until my grandparents stepped up and took on the role as my parents. My father was absent from my life until I was about 8 years old. It wasn’t until then that I found out that he was a hardcore alcoholic.
Shane, Bridge House Resident
I am a 29 year old alcoholic/drug addict, and I have been battling with addiction since I was about 13 years old. For many years, I thought that my life was manageable—up until about eight years ago when things started to really spiral out of control.
Dawn F., Grace House Resident
After struggling for years with anxiety, depression and a severe addiction to alcohol, I was led by my higher power to Grace House on April 25, 2014—where I entered into treatment for the first time. My parents divorced when I was five years old. I was raised by my grandmother until the age of eighteen.
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