By J. Cameron Davis
Dried vomit caked the corners of my mouth, as I squinted into the blaring sun. The stench of my unwashed body enveloping the car.
“You”ll be alright. This will all pass,” my mother said as she drove me to detox. A lifetime of concern lining her face.
Thoughts racing through my throbbing head.
Will this work? Can I stop? Is this life even worth it.
Peering out the window, I saw a plane writing a message in the sky.
“God Loves You”
At that moment, I decided to live.
J. Cameron Davis is a recovering addict trying to inspire others.