Relapse

My name is Tammy-anne Deslongchamps.. The reason I am writing this book is because I am not the same person who wrote my first book, called Human Metamorphosis. Even though we share the same name and the same fingerprints, we share the same parents and family, but that is about all. I wrote my first Autobiography in 2017 during my 5-year clean and sober run. You see the old Tammy-anne Deslongchamps did not know what a relapse was. The Tammy-anne Deslongchamps sitting here writing to you today does. That's what I want to tell you about in this story. I want to explain how life brought me back down to the depths of hell where I thought I'd never go again. During my 2-year relapse, life kept grabbing me by the back of my head and dunking me into the deep parts of hell, then pulling my head back up just before I died, leaving me gasping for air. You see, when I was clean and sober between 2014 to 2019, I was so happy. I believed that a curse had been lifted off me called addictions and I would never be bothered by it again. Sure, I heard people talking about relapsing and I'd just think to myself, poor bastards, that'll never happen to me, I'm done with addictions. I'd think to myself never again will I ever get high or drunk. But I was wrong. In the past 2 years I've been humbled by life kicking me in the face while I was down, I'd try to stand back up, but life would trip me and pushed me back down. Until one day barely able to crawl, sitting in the pitch black that surrounded me, Crying all by myself , screaming to anything else out there listening to me, for change from the nightmare that I had created once again. I saw myself begging on my knees in the cold pouring rain in the middle of the night, to get out of the hell that had once again become my reality. I never thought I'd ever see that hell again, but, somehow, I had found my way back there, by making one bad choice after another. Today I am clean and sober again, I watch my P's and Q's and I never say never again. Tammy-anne Deslongchamps Relapse