Born a Loser

I was born with my last name spelled Loser. Yep, you read that right: Loser. You can imagine how hard that was. Even worse, I lived up to the name. At the young age of thirteen, I ran as fast as I could into a life of drugs. For the next twenty years, I was using methamphetamine on a daily basis. I was in and out of jail, homeless, and ultimately in prison. This book is for addicts who need to know that there is hope. It’s for mothers and fathers who need to know that there is hope for their sons and daughters. It’s for anyone with a loved one who is trapped in addiction and can’t get out. Let me share my story with you. If God can help me, He can help anyone.