My name's Jessica. I'm a recovering addict. I chose the word lost to describe my addiction. I started to use because i have health issues that cause constant pain, after years of meds, I tried heroin, and thought I found the one thing that finally worked. While it took my physical pain, I became lost. I lost my goals and ambitions. Family and friends knew something was going on, but not really what was happening...they lost faith in who I was. My hope was lost. In my recovery I am no longer lost trying to find my way. Your past does not define your future. It's never to late to get help you can change the lost person you've become.