Dana Marie (6:51)
Okay. I hope I don't cry. So I'm not gonna go through the whole thing, but it's crazy because soon I'm about to Tell this on social media, because this is, like. I know I'm gonna cry, so I'm sorry, but this is, like, a whole thing. And it's definitely, like, my testimony with God for sure. But I'll give, like, the main thing. So I'm very against drugs. Like, I've had six of my closest friends overdose on drugs, and one, I was in the house for it and had to find his body. So. And for me, I've never done a drug in my life. And so that's something that I'm very huge on whenever I meet anybody about. Just, like, the stories that I have to tell about drugs and what I've witnessed through my closest friends, my roommates, like, everything to, like, help people now. But the biggest kicker is, like, I said, I've never done a drug. I was dating this guy, and I didn't know at the time that he was a drug dealer. And he was very secretive about it. There would be multiple people that would, like, come to his house with, like, guns and, like, all these things, and I kind of just thought, like, he was a hothead. So I thought he was just getting in fights and stuff like that and was just dealing with this and the world, but I never thought ended up in drugs. And like I said, I'm the type person that really just cherishes, like, intimacy. And with that, I wasn't really doing it with him that much because it was not out of love. It was more out of, like, his pleasure. And, like, there was a lot of cheating going on, and I didn't. I didn't want that. And so we went to this event, this party, and he actually drugged me at this party. I. Last I remember was I was, like, taking a drink with my friend, and next thing I know, I'm in our hotel room with. I'm bleeding everywhere, blood all over the floor. I'm completely naked. There's cops standing over me. The whole hotel room is completely smashed and, like, demolished. And all that the cops were saying to me was, you're. You're. You said that he hit you, he hurt you, he did all these things. I'm literally bleeding. I literally couldn't tell you what happened. To this day, nobody happened. My best friend was luckily down the hall in, like, a separate hotel room. She heard the whole thing. She was one that ran in, put clothes on me, like, helped me get up. And, like, I remember just being so, like, out of it. I'm looking around, like, everything in this room is smashed. Like, it was, like, a sweet hotel, and everything is smashed in this room and he's just silent, he's not saying anything. And like I said, to this day, I don't know what happened. The next day we're in. This was in Vegas. The next day we're driving back. And I always thought that, like, depression was like, fake in my head. Like, I always thought, like, oh, you can, like, like, oh, it's just like you're just dealing with something, that's why you're depressed. Like, you can get over it, there's ways to fix it. But in that moment, like, that drug, like, chemically, like, wired my brain into like a full, like, depressive state where that, that ride back was the most heavy I've ever felt. And I've been sad from multiple things. Like I said, I saw my friend literally get carried out in a body bag. Like, and so, like, I was sad, but I wasn't like, depressed, if that makes sense. They're two completely different things. Like, being so, so sad, where you feel depressed and being depressed are completely different things. And in that moment, like, that was the heaviest I've ever felt. And for the next eight months straight, I was going through these waves of depression where it would just fall on top of me and I would feel like I was like, so good and so happy and I would just fall on top of me and I would like, tell my roommate I'm like, please don't talk to me because this is like, I'm going through it really badly right now. And for those eight months straight, I remember just being on like my hands and knees, like, scream, crying, like, praying to God, like, please get me out of this. Like, this is so hard. And then I was like, journaling really hardcore and like, just writing everything out. Like, I have like two huge journals just filled with like, where my mind was every single night. Because I didn't really know how to talk to anybody about it. I didn't want to burden anybody else with it because it was just like, I can even understand it. So how could someone else, you know, it's like, why am I sad? You know? And finally, like around that eight month mark, like, I woke up just one day, like, I was like, I'm done with this. I used to hit nicotine really badly. I was like, I'm done with nicotine. And when I quit that and that morning, like, it was definitely like God answering my prayers all at one time. That morning, like, the depression was gone, like from that day, like, completely wiped out. Nicotine was out of my life and there was so Much that even through those eight months that I've helped with was like, like that I help now with people, like with that depression. I would write down all these journal prompts, do all this stuff. It's like there's so many things that's like music really, like, mentally does so much for you. Like, I changed all my music that day. I changed all my friends during that time. I changed. I was journaling just so much. And there's so much in just doing all of those things that can help, like with depression. But. But like, I definitely have to give my main credits to God, obviously, because.
