February 2020 - Hader Clinic Queensland

Eddy’s Addiction Recovery Story

Sometime during a drug induced haze, Eddy sent a text message to his mother asking for help. It was to be the start of his recovery from a life of addiction that had spiralled out of control.

I had a pretty normal upbringing in a rural town in Queensland. I had a big friendship group in high school and we’d get pretty rowdy on weekends with house parties. You could say that I really loved a party and a good time.

When I turned 18 and finished school, all of my friends moved to Brisbane to head to university. At this stage, I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I hadn’t really studied much and the thought of applying to university hadn’t crossed my mind.

I decided that I would move down to Brisbane so I could continue to hang out with my friends. I worked full time and maintained my school friendships. However, they were all living a university lifestyle – studying in the day and partying at night. You could say I adopted the same approach to life whilst trying to hold down full time jobs.

I lived in Brisbane for nine years and you could say that I spent most of it working during the week, then going out and partying from Thursday through to Sunday. I’d go to uni parties etc.

This was all good and well until my friends started graduating and moving away to pursue their careers.

Looking back, they had their purpose and careers sorted out from the get go, where I was just drifting, working in roles I had no real interest in. It had been to fund my partying ways.

While they moved ahead in leaps and bounds, I remained stagnant.

Once all of my friends had moved away, I stayed in Brisbane, kept partying and hanging out with new people. I was always chasing that group that would want to keep partying as often as I did.

At this time, I was using alcohol socially and drugs recreationally. At this stage they weren’t affecting my life negatively. I could still hold down jobs and was never in trouble with the law.

When I was 26, my girlfriend at the time fell pregnant with our first child. We decided to pack up and move to Hervey Bay (where both of our families are from).

It was around this time we got married, and then my grandfather died. A few months later, my son was born. It was a big year. Death, marriage, childbirth, mortgage – I was thrown into “adulting” big time.

This year represented a turning point – it was where the “wheels” started falling off.

It was a slow, gradual, decline. It went from wanting to go out to drink, to drinking at home and wanting to use drugs.

I was doing this in secret around the house. At that point I was using speed, MDMA, ecstasy, cocaine – whatever I could get at the time.

I was working, trying to be a supportive father and husband but I didn’t want to let go of that party lifestyle. I didn’t want to let go of my party boy image, that I was quite proud of at the time.

I was reliable – if anyone wanted to do something, I’d be in. I’d make excuses at home as to why I wanted to go out. A lot of the time, the excuses were partly true, and often they weren’t.

My ex-wife and I began to grow apart. She let me go, because if I didn’t, I’d be sulking around the house and acting like a child.

When my son was three, my ex-wife fell pregnant with our daughter. It wasn’t planned and a big surprise for us both. I was going out and not coming home for several days.

Three months after my daughter was born, my wife and I separated.

Basically, I went off the rails. I couldn’t be relied upon to do anything – I couldn’t be trusted not to have a drink or I’d behave erratically, trying to hide whatever was in my system at the time.

I left the house to my wife and kids and I couch surfed for awhile. I’d be giving my mates drugs in return for allowing me to stay.

What little responsibility I’d had with my kids vaporised at this point.

When I didn’t have any responsibility, the using really went up a notch. I pushed away my support network, my close friends and parents and started hanging out with the wrong crowd.

These people always had drugs and wanted to party.

With these people came unwanted attention from the law. I was known to police because I was hanging out with this crowd. However, at the time, I didn’t care. I accepted that it was the lifestyle I was going to live and that was it.

I thought I hid this lifestyle really well from my family and friends. My ex knew I was bad, but didn’t understand how bad.

I would bring home a carton of beer on a Friday, but unbeknownst to her, I would have downed eight or so schooners on the way home.

Once I started not coming home at night, things got worse. I’d wake up covered in sand, because I’d passed out at the beach.

My wife and I had conversations about it and I did try and white knuckle it, slow things down. It would never last, it was something I couldn’t maintain.

Ultimately, I thought that the people that I was hanging around with genuinely cared about me. I was the dude, the party guy. They needed me in their lives. I’m now embarrassed that I thought this!

Then I met Briana. Our relationship was strong and intense – within weeks we were living together. She worked at one of the local pubs. She knew that I was a bit of a party person.

It eventuated that she was my polar opposite – you could say that she was a bit of a homebody, who went out occasionally but was quite happy to stay at home. She was also much younger than me – she was only 21.

Her youth may have meant that she didn’t know how to approach the subject of drugs and drinking. It wasn’t a problem at the beginning of our relationship. However, as it progressed and I upped the ante on my addictive behaviours, which would start on a Tuesday and end up in a drug fuelled binges on weekends, things got rocky.

Drugs were always in the house and I never lied to Briana about it. However, we never spoke about it.

I’ve always suffered from mental health issues – depression and anxiety. In the year Briana and I were together, these issues really started surfacing. I knew that the drugs and alcohol were making things worse as I was a mental health worker for three years – and I had worked with people who suffered from substance abuse issues.

I knew this in my head and I’m good at helping other people with their demons.. but when it comes to my own….

I stopped taking my anti depressants and tried to self-medicate during the last year to try and cope with life.

How did I get to the Hader Clinic Queensland?

A month before I went to the Hader Clinic Queensland, Briana and I had a big fight, with her saying that she couldn’t watch me destroy myself anymore. I left, but continued to call her threatening suicide.

I ended up being admitted to the psych ward of the local hospital. It was becoming clear that I wasn’t coping. I was in there for six days.

After my discharge I was told to come back to the community alcohol and drug unit and to “go from there”.

I made a promise to Briana that I would take “a month off everything”.

On the final day of that month I was driving home and thought, “I’m just going to get ONE tallie.”

I thought, “I’ve done what she asked, so I’m going to treat myself”

That was on Thursday. I can’t remember any of the events that transpired until the following Sunday morning.

I was psychotic and not making any sense. I was unmanageable.

I woke up in a room with my parents with no recollection of what I’d done or how I got there.

Somewhere in that drug induced haze, I had sent a text message to my mother saying that I needed help and wanted to go to rehab. I cannot remember sending it.

Three days later I was at the rehab, thanks to my parents and a friend who supervised me for those few days so that I wouldn’t do a runner. I didn’t have any chance to make any excuses about going. It was the best thing that could have happened to me.

I can’t remember a lot at the beginning. I cried a lot. It was the only way I go to sleep. Usually I’m a complete extrovert but the last thing I wanted to do was interact with anyone.

“Fuck you all,” I thought.

I hated that I was there, I hated that I didn’t have my phone. I wanted to contact Briana to sort things out. When I discovered that I couldn’t, I threw a few tantrums.

Ninety days was also a big issue. It seemed like an eternity.

I was pretty resistant initially. For the first few days, I wasn’t mentally there. I wanted to drink, I wanted to use and most of all, I wanted to leave.

I decided to find fault with everything – if the food wasn’t shit, the accommodation and the beds were. Or the other clients were shit. Even the trees and the garden were shit.

After the first week, I realised that I was actually free to leave. The fact that nobody was stopping me from trying to leave made me want to stay.

“I’m here now,” I thought. I was really beginning to look at my life and what my addiction had done.

I started to come around to the fact that I was the one who was the problem, not my environment.

I kept reminding myself that I needed to be in rehab and given that I’d sent that text message to my mother wanting help, was also wanting recovery.

After thirty days, I completely embraced the program. I knew what I wanted to achieve and realised that I really needed to do the full ninety day program.

At thirty days, I hadn’t really done any real work. I had been dealing with getting sober and clean. It was time to leap into that unknown. I was starting to feel more comfortable with the rehab, the staff and the other clients.

I’m sure everyone says that Mark is one of the stand out staff members. Mark’s experiences were so relatable and I loved his “no bullshit” approach. It resonated. You also knew that if you wanted to ask him for any advice, he’d give it to you straight. That was refreshing.

I’ve been in a few psych wards now and I think I’ve got a pretty good “bullshit radar”. It was all very much straight talk during rehab. Mark wouldn’t tell you what he thought you’d like to hear – he’d tell you whether you wanted to hear it or not!

I also liked working with Wade for similar reasons. However, I really appreciated some of Wade’s one on one support during a few difficult times. He made me feel calm and helped me to grasp certain aspects of the program, such as a “higher power”.

As an atheist, I found that concept a bit of bullshit, but Wade was able to turn that on its head and put it into the right perspective for my belief systems. It got me to make a connection to a higher power that I can relate to.

The other person I cannot leave out, is Harriet (psychologist). I would love to have Harriet in my life forever – so do my parents! She was able to help me see events from my childhood that pointed towards addictive behaviours. With my background as a mental health worker, we were able to “gel” quite quickly with our conversations.

I’ve seen a raft of psychologists, psychiatrists and counsellors since my diagnosis of clinical depression in my teens – and I can honestly say, that apart from one psychiatrist who I did some good work with, Harriet has made such a difference. It took me two months of working with her to get to where I had over years and years of work with other psychologists.

It was great to have that rapport and trust – and be able to cover everything, even the criminal activity that I got involved in during the height of my addiction without feeling like I had to be guarded. I just felt safe disclosing this information and being able to process my feelings without being judged.

If it wasn’t for Harriet, I may have bailed on the rest of the program. It felt so good to lift that shit off my plate. I couldn’t speak more highly of her.

Now I realise that a lot of this started at school – I didn’t know it at the time obviously. I look back on it and everyone was progressing – except me.

I didn’t feel like I belonged. Everyone else was kicking goals and doing wonderfully but I was just…stagnant.

In the time leading up to rehab, I felt isolated, despite my party boy lifestyle. I had a lot of people around me and I’d make up for feeling alone by doing the craziest stupidest shit to get a reaction. I never felt like I had any support.

However, upon leaving rehab, I have come to realise just how much support I HAD and that I DO have now. I couldn’t see it. I was too busy pushing people away and unable to recognise.

I’m still doing outpatient rehab but I’m taking the time to work on the relationships with my kids and with my ex-wife and ex-girlfriend. Outside of my family, they are my two biggest supporters.

I’ve gone from being around massive groups of people and feeling alone, to cutting down my circle to a small handful of people but feeling more connected than I ever had.

The Hader Clinic Queensland has also got me living more in the moment – just for today.

Initially I thought, “what’s this shit?” but I have learned to really embrace it. Once I “got” that, it was like a lightbulb going off – I can choose not to pick up a drink/drugs and just live clean for the next hour and then the next day.

I cannot thank the Hader Clinic Queensland enough for my second chance at life. I’m looking forward to my new future.

10 Months Sober, and Loving Life

Hello there, my name is Tammy, I’m 44 years old and almost 10 months sober. What was my poison? Alcohol… and pot.

It’s lovely to now be free of it. The clarity I have in my thinking is amazing.

I was once asked by a friend, “how did you know you were an alcoholic?”. Well, I had thought that I’d only recently become an alcoholic, I can see now that that’s not the case at all.

If I go back to that time when I had my very first drink… I remember sharing a beer with Dad and I remember I wanted more. I used to think, “I can handle that, what’s wrong with having a little bit more?”

When I was sixteen, I got drunk for the first time and experienced my first blackout.

Knowing what I know now, I could probably say that I was an alcoholic right from the get-go. I could never have just one drink and I experienced blacking out with alarming regularity due to the amount I drank.

I was always the life of the party, I was the good time girl, always going out and partying hard.

I was all about having fun and indulging in risky, life threatening behaviour.

That’s just what I did. To me, it was all fun and games.

Drinking to excess was considered the norm in the town where I was raised.

Then, slowly but surely I got less and less invitations to parties etc., to the point of none, because no one knew what I was capable of doing, nor did I.

My kids often had to remind me of my escapades, the day after. They also used this to their advantage by telling me of promises that I had made whilst drunk.

Pot got introduced to me by my ex-husband, when I moved north at 18 years old.

I started smoking that and my drug habit got progressively worse to the point where between the two of us, we were smoking more than an ounce per week.

We were both very big drinkers and very big smokers.

Eight years ago, my ex-husband and I split up and I moved to a different town with our children to start afresh, cutting all ties to pot which helped me get off that.

I thought everything was hunky-dory but I was still drinking excessively.

I didn’t stop drinking, because I thought I could control it (like we all do).

I still managed to take the kids everywhere, I kept a very clean and tidy house and made meals. I was even a president of a P and C Committee, and Manager of the kid’s sports teams. You could say that I was a high functioning alcoholic.

I was living in my parents’ beachside rental at that stage and started to accumulate some savings.

Then my ex-husband came back onto the scene and made promises which won me back.

Things seemed ok for a while. But then, three years ago, everything started spiralling out of control.

My marriage was in tatters, and I started smoking pot again.

This is where my alcohol use went through the roof.

My ex-husband was a narcissist and an enabler.

He played on my alcoholism so that he could control me. He knew that I couldn’t stop.

When I’d say to him that I was having an alcohol-free day, he’d come home with a carton. And what’s an alcoholic going to do? They’re going to drink the whole damn lot! You could say that he was a catalyst that fuelled the drinking fire.

I would drink until he went to bed, and then I would drink even more.

I would make sure that I would get a couple of hours of sleep before he woke, then after he’d left and gone to work, I’d have to have another couple of drinks to get rid of the shakes and just so I could start my day again.

It was no life at all. I also started popping pills, particularly Phenergan and Nausetil, which settled my stomach. That way, I could drink more. Not necessarily to eat more, but to drink.

Drinking was a way of numbing myself from my surroundings and what was really going on in my life.

I was now drinking to the point where I was passing out in my own vomit, wetting my pants, and waking up in this messy sludge.

My son found me and had to undress me and put me into the shower, my daughter had to use the hose to try to wake me up.

I was hospitalised quite a few times with alcohol poisoning and injuries.

About a month before I went to the Hader Clinic Queensland, my ex moved out to one house and my daughter moved into my brother’s house as she did not think it was fair to choose sides, both saying they couldn’t handle my drinking anymore.

I went on a four-day binge, (little did I know that this was to be my last of these).

My mother came over during this and said, “this is out of control, WTF are you doing?”. My mother never swears.

She told me about the Hader Clinic Queensland.

I was still extremely drunk. I agreed to go, just hoping that she would leave, and 30 days I can do that, I’ll treat it like a holiday, man do I need a holiday.

All the while thinking of the half bottle of vodka I had stashed under the bed, ready to drink when she left. She returned shortly after, saying, “you’re booked in”.

Twenty-four hours later, I was in rehab at the Hader Clinic Queensland.

I hated it at first, I felt it was regimented and a dictatorship, I thought 30 days of this crap, lining up like a herd of cattle to get tablets, it’s vitamin B1 FFS, what’s mum got me into, is this a cult. WTF!

This is where Phil played an extremely large part in my accepting rehab and helped me with understanding the program.

We would have long chats of a morning over coffee, talk about things that I would never divulge to anyone ever. It was very cleansing.

With his empowering, inspiring nature, support and him explaining parts of the programme which I had difficulty grasping, like “A Higher Power”, I decided to grab this opportunity by the balls, and totally immersed myself in the teaching and learning of the program and The Twelve Steps.

It wasn’t until I left that I truly began to appreciate the process of what was happening there. I have to say that the magic didn’t happen with me until I left rehab.

Attending daily meetings, going back to the Hader Clinic Queensland to see Phil, talking to older sober members, feeling free to be able to drive anywhere at any time, not having to make up feeble excuses as to why I can’t make it to that appointment, most of all, I had this overwhelming feeling of happiness, this was the strangest feeling, I hadn’t experienced that feeling in a very long time.

Now I respect the program and the twelve steps. I work them every day.

I know where my life will head if I pick up another alcoholic drink.

I know that I am powerless over alcohol and that my life becomes unmanageable.

I have a disease.

I’m now always self-evaluating. I take the time to think, where did I go wrong? What do I have to do to fix it? How did I upset that person? I make amends and fix things straight away.

Because ultimately, it’s all about yourself, “SELF and FEAR”. As soon as you realise that and you work on it every day, it gives you a totally different perspective of everything.

I came to believe in a higher power whom I choose to call GOD. I believe in signs of nature and nature showed me signs of a new beginning.

The best aspect of my rehab journey was meeting the love of my life.

This, of course, is a little bit crazy, but I believe it was meant to be as we’re on exactly the same path.

We never had any type of physical relations whatsoever when we were in rehab.

When we got out, we remained in close contact, which soon became daily contact and then twice daily. We were both doing a lot of chatting and soul searching. We would talk for hours.

I’m living with Phil now, and work with him too.

We are very happy and totally in love, a love which I have never experienced. All the signs seemed to point to us being together.

When we met, neither of us wanted a relationship at all – we were both recovering from our own bad experiences, alcohol and relationships – it was the last thing we were looking for.

Fate had different plans which seemed to draw us together.

My working hours started to dwindle where I was living, yet there was plenty of work in my sector where Phil lived.

I came and stayed with Phil for the weekend when I went for my interviews and a couple of months later, I was living with Phil and starting a new job.

It was advised not to start a relationship for at least 12 months of sobriety; start with a plant, then a pet, then the relationship… Well we killed the plant; the dog seems to be surviving and so is our relationship

It’s been great.

We both believe in God our higher power, we’re both equally committed to the program, our relationship has been built on a very good foundation of, trust, honesty, respect and commitment, not only to the relationship but to achieving our goals, aspirations and maintaining a sober life.

We know a lot about each other, stuff you would never ever tell anyone as I stated previously.

Even to this day we read the “Just for Today” and “Daily Reflection”. We do it most mornings. These readings are for everyone.

I often say to people that if everyone did the Twelve Step Program and implemented it, we’d be living in a completely different society.

We also read self-help books in the evenings. We share empowering activities.

When you change your mindset from negative to positive, your life just changes for the better.

We are reaching for the stars and making our lives bigger and better every day.

I have only found out recently that my Mum tried to intervene several times and help me, but my ex actively prevented her from doing so, telling her that he had “things under control” and “she doesn’t need help”.

I can’t thank my parents enough for intervening and doing what they did.

Every month I send them a text or call them and say, “another month sober – thank you for giving me my life back”.

I’m starting to cry… they gave me my life back.

If it wasn’t for them, rehab, and Phil, I’d be dead.

I would have overdosed on Phenergan or crashed my car; I was a terrible drink driver.

I only lost my license once due to drink driving. How it was only once is a complete mystery. It’s beyond me. I could have killed somebody.

Now I can reflect and look at what could have happened.

I’m so grateful for this life now because the one I had before was horrible. The relationships that I destroyed, especially with my kids was devastating. They couldn’t trust me.

However, the good news is that my relationship with the kids is being repaired, as with others. I’ve made amends to a lot of people and told them how truly sorry I am.

I hope that my story can inspire someone else to take stock and realise that there’s a better life being sober.

You’ve got to make the decision that this is definitely the life you want and put as much dedication toward your sobriety as you did to your sneaking, deceiving and knifing while in you were in active addiction, if you can do that your home and hosed…. I did it in 30 days…… ANYTHING is possible…. Dedication to the point of success…. No way in hell am I going back to that life at all ever.

Thank you to the Hader Clinic Queensland for starting me on the journey to living again.

12 Months after Rehab and Life is Great

Hi, I’m Phil. On March 17, 2020 it will be 12 months since I completed a 90-day residential rehabilitation program at the Hader Clinic Queensland for the treatment of alcoholism and my life since then has taken a trajectory from “good” to “even better”.

It’s unbelievable to say the least, but I had to choose a total change of life really. Create a vision of where I want to be and then act every day like I already have it. I am amazed at how quickly those dreams come true amid all the trials and tribulations as such, life is great and getting better.

I believe I’m an intelligent man. Parts of rehab were boring for me after a couple of weeks, as the penny dropped quickly on an intellectual side.

Where rehab became really exciting and a paramount part of my life was when I not only intellectually got what was being said, but also an emotional and spiritual experience in recovery.

After I finished at Hader Clinic Queensland, my wife left me, which I had pretty much already knew was on the cards.

She used a lot of the business’s money for personal use and didn’t pay business debts, now I have been left with a huge tax bill – so, yes, that has been a big trial, but even that can’t stop me now.

By having a better attitude, a growing motivation, bigger dreams and a trust in my Higher Power a better life is inevitable.

I believed in the Law Of Attraction.

I believe that my state of joy as the greatest achievement of success.

And while the attainment of money and wonderful possessions certainly were a big part of my vision and does enhance your state of joy, the achievement of a good-feeling physical body is by far the greatest factor for maintaining a continuing state of joy and Well-Being.

Every part of your life is experienced through the perspective of your physical body, and when you feel good, everything you see looks better.

Certainly, it is possible to maintain a good attitude even when your physical body is diminished in some way, but a good feeling body is a powerful basis for an ongoing good attitude.

And so, it’s not surprising that since the way you feel affects your thoughts and attitudes about things, and since your thoughts and attitudes equal your point of attraction, and your point of attraction equals the way your life continues to play out, there are few things of greater value than the achievement of a good feeling body as a starting point.

I set goals and state those goals every day to make keep my mind continually aware of where I want to go, and then subconsciously I attract those things. This has been my experience in the past and it is working for me again in my sober life.

I attracted despair and trouble in my drunken days and I now know that when I was trying to run a business as a practicing alcoholic, I missed a lot and that was losing money.

I don’t totally understand the supernatural side of things but since removing alcohol from my life and being totally focused, my employees are better, more committed and respectful, whereas before… the then employees were crap (my fault).

I get very excited when I get pulled up by the police now for RBT (Random Breath Testing). I’ve managed to have eight of these in the last couple of months. I just love them asking me, “when did you have your last drink?”  I reply, “nearly twelve months now!”  How good is that? I love my sober life.

When I attended the Hader Clinic Queensland, I met Tammy.

At the time the last thing I was looking for was a relationship, so even though we got on well I didn’t think she was for me.

We built a rapport, over early morning coffees as we would discuss life, the program and have general chit chat.

Two people supporting each other whilst in rehab continued via phone for a few months afterwards.

It’s been advised that you shouldn’t have a relationship for at least twelve months after rehab. Although I believe this to be very sound advice, Tammy and I have been through the same experience.

Our continued communication led me to venture up her way to see her.

We went to a lot of meetings together and then she travelled down my way, where we attended many more meetings together.

Basically, from there, one thing led to another and we now have a beautiful relationship.

Going through rehabilitation and following the program along with hearing each other share, we have communicated to each other all fears, faults, flaws, concerns and past life, which essentially produced a completely honest and transparent relationship.

Relationships can be hard to build, for example, it’s hard to deal with issues in relationships when either or both of you have underlying problems.  We do understand that the other can have a different opinion based on our own perceptions (beliefs) created by our past life and experiences.

That works for us.

Because of our experience in the Hader Clinic Queensland program, Tammy and I can laugh about problems that come up from time to time and work out whether it’s a “you” (“me”) or “us” issue.

I’m old school, “a man’s man” as it were – and I was brought up by my father telling me that, “big boys don’t cry and you’re a wimp if you do”.

Due to that and trying to be tough, I have rarely cried (and wouldn’t let anyone see if I did), even when I had an accident where I nearly completely severed my left arm, I did not cry.

I’ve since learned that big boys do cry and that’s perfectly ok and healing.

I now allow myself to “express my feelings” especially with Tammy and I love her immensely.

We do read the “Just for Today” and “Daily Reflection” almost every day.

We also have bought and read many other self-help books and literature that better and improve our thinking and way of life.

Unfortunately, we can’t get to as many meetings as we’d like due to our work, and I’m also dealing with a property settlement etc with my ex-wife, which has been a bit of a challenge.

Tammy and I now live and work together in my business. She works in the office and is so honest and dedicated in making things work for the business. She’s handling huge sums of money and I find her completely trustworthy because our relationship is built on trust and honesty.

Overall, I’m excited about my new life, which seems to just keep getting better.

Amid the occasional times of stress, I honestly don’t think about drinking anymore because life is still and (I believe) will keep moving onwards and upwards.

To even think of going back to my old life would be insane.

I’ve been back to the Hader Clinic Queensland three or four times to attend the Sunday meetings.

I’m also keen to go back on or around my twelve-month anniversary.

Hopefully my life may encourage the people there that I don’t know.

I want to give them hope in the fact that a full recovery from addiction is not only possible but to give a testimony of how I did it and the benefits that come from that.

Change your mind (thinking) change your life. I have had so much success at this, that I would love to teach others how I did it.

If I had any “advice” to share for those who may be contemplating rehab, it would be along these lines…

You need to make the decision at rehab, or at least immediately after you come out that a sober/clean life is what you want.

Set your goals – in business, life or otherwise.

In my pre drinking, I started with nothing – my parents were not very wealthy, so I did it on my own. I went about life setting my visions and goals – I bought my first business at 18.  I have had several businesses since and bar a couple of mistakes (learning experiences) I’ve done quite well by setting goals and going for it.

My goals now, cover all five areas of life… spiritual, physical, intellectual, emotional and financial.

Can’t wait to see where this takes me – I’m excited.

I know it sounds cliché but living sober/clean must become a way of life from the get go.

My path back to success all started with the Hader Clinic Queensland and my immediate family – my sisters and my niece. They’re the ones who got me there and I’m so grateful for them.

I can attribute finding success in love, life and my work to my recovered lifestyle – which all started in my rehab journey at the Hader Clinic Queensland.

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