About Megs

Who am I?...Actually kind of a loaded question, but i'll do my best to give you the short story....

Who I am today is much different than the person I was six years ago...

I started off being a trouble-maker in an abusive family. As a little girl, I was often closing my eyes and wishing I could be somewhere else. I went through a few variations of abuse, which made me a hateful person. It wasn't long before I was a preteen who had been left behind by her father. I needed a change, something that could lessen the torment of family life at home...So I ran away.

Before I knew it, I was a juvenile delinquent, in and out of the system starting at 13. I would get locked up and go home, only to be miserable again. Between getting kicked out and running away, I found myself in the streets with no home, no one to have my back, no one to call family, no one to care. Before I knew it, I was 17 and was finally done. I needed to chill out and have some freedom, so I moved in with my aunt.

As I made it off house arrest and intensive probation, I was working and decided it was time to move out. That's when I met my daughter's father, a no-good abusive man that introduced me to what would be my downfall...Fast forward about two years, I was heavily addicted to heroin, meth, and the needle. I lost custody of my only child, and was homeless in the streets.

When you think of addiction, you know it gets bad, but you never really understand just how serious bad can be. I would walk the streets doing whatever it took to make money. I went weeks without sleep because I did not want to be vulnerable and passed out in an alley. It got really bad... And I didn't care. Death would have been the perfect end to my misery.

Eventually, I got tired of degrading myself for means of survival, and I started to rob and steal whatever I could. I hung out with the wrong people, got taken advantage of, and turned into a calloused and cold person. I had no regard for anyone but myself, because no one had ever given a shi** about me. I went through multiple overdoses, spent long nights walking around in the cold shaking because I had shorts on and no warm clothes to change into. This was the life I had created for myself.

Eventually, everything caught up with me. I found myself going back to jail again, thinking i'd have a few months in the old familiar place, just to get released and hit the ground running again. Boy was I wrong.... They really stuck it to me this time. I was charged on several cases of fraud, aggravated identity theft, narcotics possession, dangerous drug possession, paraphernalia, burglary, you name it. I was sentenced to seven years. My sentence felt like the end for me, but it actually turned out to be my saving grace.

Prison is where I grew up, where I learned a lot about life, and where I finally realized something had to change. Truthfully, I can't even pinpoint when I changed, but it happened in a big way. I was able to start seeing the error in my ways and how serious my problems actually were. I never expected going to prison and making monumental strides toward finally cleaning up and being a better person. Then, in 2020, I met Kris, who at first was my workout partner and friend. Before I knew it, I fell for her. We had a short time together before her release, and I honestly thought I'd never see her again.

Two years later, after a long road of waiting, I was released....And she waited for me....

I couldn't ask for a better wife or a better family. Today, we raise two teenage girls and work to teach them that they can be anything they want. We use our experiences to guide them in a different direction than we went in and hope that our stories can help them succeed in life. As someone who has overcome addiction among many other things, I am highly motivated to help other individuals find the strength to make a change!

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