“I was in complete denial. I tried to drown myself in the toilet. I was in so much pain because of the detox from opiates and benzos. I was sitting in a cell with this girl; I was in protective custody, waiting to go to court. I asked her the one question you’re never supposed to ask somebody when you’re in jail: “What are you in here for?” She ended up telling me this horrific story about how her meth-addicted mom started giving her meth when she was 12. When you use meth for a number of years, you go into psychosis. You become schizophrenic, and that’s what happened to this girl. She had been using for four years, she was 16 at the time, and one day her mom told her, “I need you to save me. And the only way I can be saved is if you go kill the family across the street and wait for the police to show up.” She did—she slaughtered this family in full-on psychosis. One of them survived. The girl was about 22 when I talked to her. She had been fighting this case for five years. After I told her what I was going through, she said, “Remember, this time you can walk into that courtroom with God.” Keep reading »
