
Stories
There was a young man from a small town in Oklahoma who was abused and traumatized pretty much all of his childhood life. He came from a broken home. He was the only son and the middle child with an older sister and a younger sister.
Due to his childhood trauma of mental physical spiritual emotional sexual and psychological abuse, he was emotionally immature with low self-esteem. He grew up always trying to please people so he was always taken advantage of, not only by his own family members, male and female, but other adults as well. He turned to alcohol and drugs for comfort.
The drugs and alcohol would falsely appear to be the only thing that temporarily made him feel good about himself. He had trust issues, emotional issues, mental issues, and spiritual issues that no one knew about, not even the young man himself. He got married thinking that would change things for the better but it only made things worse. He realized that he stepped out of the frying pan into the fire, so he continued to use drugs even more.
He moved to Dallas thinking that would change how he felt, but little did he know he had just added insult to misery. He became homeless, sleeping under bridges, eating out of garbage cans, going from treatment center to treatment center, trying to figure out what was wrong with him. His life seemed to be getting worse and worse. He proceeded to go from hospital to hospital, roaming the hallways, not only looking for shelter from the cold and heat, but for food and anything he could sell to continue to get high.
He would go to patients’ rooms and pretend to be a family member sitting with them until they fell asleep. Once they did, he would eat their lunch or dinner then leave. He became tired of the life that he was living. On April 13, 2008, he once again re-admitted himself into a treatment facility called the ARC the Adult Rehabilitation Center Salvation Army of Dallas Texas.
He became clean and sober and became a member of Celebrate Recovery, AA, CA, DRA, NA. He got a job, after two years of sobriety, working in a Dual Recovery treatment center. He then dedicated his life to helping those who suffer from the diseases of mental illness and addiction.
He then moved on to working for a recovery resource center (APAA) Association of Persons Affected by Addiction where he trained as a Peer Recovery Coach (PRC). He was then hired at Green Oaks Mental Hospital as one of the first (PRN) Peer Recovery Navigator for two years. He furthered his recovery by going to work for a company called Transicare under the guidance of Scott Black where he would work with the same population of men and women who were dual diagnosed.
He then went on further and applied at the same hospital whose hallways he once walked, patient rooms he once exploited, and became a (PRN) Peer Recovery Navigator for Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas TX. He then followed his dream of moving back home to Tulsa Oklahoma where accepted a position at Shadow Mountain Behavioral Health System as a (CPS) Certified Peer Specialist/MHT. He started a support group called (DDA) Dual Diagnosis Anonymous of Tulsa Ok Inc. for people who suffer from Dual Diagnosis. (DDA) has been thriving for yrs. now and growing. He has since then obtained a certificate of completion in trauma informed care; (RTP) Recovery to practice he became a certificated group facilitator After the closing of the Hospital he was hired at Laureate Saint Francis Hospital as a (MHT) where he was not able to operate under his role as (PRSS). Therefore, he accepted an offer at Family & Children Services Crisis Center where he is now currently working as a (PRSS).
The young man in above story is me Hi! My Name is Johnny M. and I am dual diagnosed, and because of Recovery, I have learned how to live life on life’s terms, with a Dual Diagnosis by living one day at a time...
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Hello, my name is Jennifer and I’m dully diagnosed. My mental health diagnosis are bipolar depression, severe anxiety and bipolar disorder. My drugs of choice were marijuana, alcohol, cocaine, hydrocodone, morphine, and methamphetamine. I have found that the spiritual support of my higher power is the most important piece to my recovery along with taking my medications, going to group therapies and self-care. It is also important to me that I follow the principles of DDA by living “One day at a time.”
I was born and raised in Tulsa, Oklahoma. As far back as I can remember my childhood was a normal. My parents were the basic married couple who married right out of high school. They both held jobs and did their best raising me and my older brother. I wasn’t aware of this then, but my dad is an alcoholic, and my mother also suffers from bipolar disorder.
At the age of 14 is where it all began. I lost the most important person in my life, my grandpa. Not knowing what grief was and not getting the proper counseling for it, I turned to drugs. I wanted to numb the pain and forget about it. I also could not understand why God would take someone I loved from me at such a young age. So, I built up a lot of anger towards him. And built a hate/love relationship against him. I went through my teens this way, but it didn’t end there. During high school, I lost the best teacher I could have asked for. I started Skipping school, breaking curfew, fighting, and of course alcohol and drug use. Once I turned 18, I quit school and started working. At that point I was able to get a place of my own place "aka" (A trap house.) I thought I had it all figured out, but God decided to throw me for another loop.
Congratulations, you’re having a boy!
I then became clean and sober for the first time.
December 2006, my son was born. 7lb 9oz, 21inches long, beautiful and healthy. At this time, I'm living with my parents again. I was able to get a job and was going to school for a medical assistant program. Life was great. Living with my parents and having a built-in babysitter, I started drinking again every Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. Parting hard, I started back with the cocaine. I was on top of the world or so I thought. I get a phone call from my mother that my god mother passed away in her sleep. It all went downhill from there again. Still not knowing how to deal with this grief, sadness and anger. I stated to use again and real hard. I tried to keep my drinking and drug use a secret for as long as I could. I did this for the next 10 years. It wasn’t until the help of my husband standing by me, mother-in-law prayers, my son, group therapies, medication, clinical intervention and my psychiatrist, I understood why I was full of anger and resulting to drug use. Being diagnosed was the best thing that could have happened to me. DDA saved my life with a sobriety date of January 26, 2022, but I had to admitted I had a mental illness in addition to my substance abuse. I became willing to accept help for both of these diseases. I understand the importance of clinical interventions and therapies and have accept the need for sobriety from alcohol and abstinence from all none prescribed drugs. I came to believe that God has a plan for me. I will continue to follow the DDA recovery program of the 12 steps plus 5 managing my wellbeing and live a healthy addiction free lifestyle and help others on this new journey God has planned for me. Fast forward 3 years later, I am a recovery support specialist at a mental health facility and I love it.
Jennifer Cuenca-Cook
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Good day sir! (Johnny)
I’ve wanted to reach out to you for some time now but as we can all agree life is BUSY!
I wanted to simply thank you and thank the DDA program, without both I honestly do not know where Jennifer would be!
As you know I’ve traveled this journey with Jen for a decade while she battled addiction and suffered from mental illnesses.
I’m not an addict and I do not carry the gene to give me that personality, but I can promise you the pain and misery that we suffer loving an addict is something I do not wish upon anyone.
I won’t go through all the stress and pain, but I will tell you that at one point a therapist actually looked me in the eyes and asked me “WHY DONT YOU LEAVE?”
Looking back at her with tear filled eyes I answered truthfully and said “if I leave, she’s dead” and I meant it.
See I know those kind of people and I’m fully aware of how they operate.
they function from bringing someone down in all aspects of life, they treat them like gold, get them high, get them hooked, get them addicted, cause them to ruin everything including their support system then they flip the script and now comes the mental abuse.
Now starts the I’m all you got, your own family don’t want you, your kids hate you, you’ll never find anyone like me and so on and so forth.
I’ve seen it dozens of times on the inside in fact there’s a short story called “downing a duck” that everyone should read just to help recognize that kind of person.
They tried everything under the sun to ruin us, break her and run me off what they never expected was me! I’m not weak, I don’t back down, I am that so called alpha, I will fight for what’s right and what’s mine and I will happily go down swinging for those I love.
So from Accusations of sexual relations on both sides, threats of bodily harm and death to me, harassment towards both of us in various forms THEY WANTED ME OUT OF THE PICTURE!
I later learned that I was the rock of stability for Jen making it impossible for her to truly fail and need them.
I kept the car running, gassed and safe so she was never stranded or in harms way, I kept the house paid, the lights on and food available so she always had a place to lay her head and didn’t go hungry! I’m telling you those tweakers hated and still hate me! But
I never backed down, I never gave up, I never stopped loving Jennifer and I couldn’t and can’t imagine a life without her!
Jen is now sober, happier, healthy and we are killing it at life.
I am forever grateful for you, DDA and the 12 steps and I just wanted you to hear it from me.
Should you ever need anything please let me know, I owe you!
Allen Cook
Once there was a lovely woman who lived in the suburbs with her amazing husband and two adorable children; but she had this secret pain, anger and hurt inside of her and she did not know what was wrong.
However, let’s back up, this girl’s name was Kassie she is dually diagnosed she was born in Tulsa Oklahoma, to her mother and father life was good for those first couple weeks until her father decided he rather chase women than have children. Therefore, he left soon after the little girl got a stepfather and their family seem to be complete again but he inflicted emotional, psychological and sexual abuse onto the girl throughout her childhood. Which she kept a secret from everyone. She pushed herself to be perfect and liked by everyone going beyond to try to push the pain away.
At 16, her parents had a nasty divorce with which her mom had a psychotic break. She took everything out on the little girl, and she never knew day to day what her mom would be like. So she tried everything she could to be perfect! Therefore, she did just that, she got married and had kids and had a wonderful home in the suburbs and she baked cookies and it was always there for everybody. However what everyone in her life did not know was that this young lady had many issues internally. She pushed everything down all the anger, all the hurt the abandonment the abuse and the pain. She hated herself so much that she just wanted to be done with life.
Therefore, she tried to fix and help everyone else to cover up that pain. Finally, she broke and went into Laureate psychiatric hospital where she was finally able to get a diagnosis of behavioral personality disorder! Finally the things that she had been feeling and thinking her whole life where finally being explained. She realized that what she had gone through, that others had gone through the same are similar things. She finally started to understand herself. She could get help and from there she found DDA, finally a group of people who understood what she was going through didn’t judge her didn’t look at her trauma as a crutch but as a steppingstone to better her life and to be true to her-self.
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Kassie Willhite