Was 23 years old when she died a year ago today from diabetic ketoacidosis brought on by crack cocaine and who knows what else.
She was an amazing girl. Salutatorian of her high school class, even though she didn't like school. After she graduated she got her ASE certification so she could work on cars. She LOVED cars. She was real fuckin smart too. She was a little white girl crack dealer and she beat federal trafficking charges and did 3 months in county as opposed to 5+ years in prison..where I wish she had gone so she would maybe still be here.
She went to something like eight different (12 Step) rehabs and multiple halfway houses. We met in rehab and we were room mates in halfway. I feel so bad for her parents. Stepper vultures got to her before she even turned 21..honestly I think she was 17 when she went to her first rehab. You know what they did, I don't even have to say it. They convinced her poor mother that AA/NA was the only way, and that they would get her better. I know from being in rehab with her that she sat in a corner where she was rarely addressed, and was never (maybe once in 4 weeks inpatient) called in for a private session with a therapist (none of us were. I had two private sessions in 7 weeks, more than most). Of course, they didn't mind cashing her check. Who knows, maybe if she had received therapy to help her deal with her history of rape, she would have been able to stop using.
She was on probation while she was at rehab with me, so after inpatient she moved into a halfway owned by the head counselors (ex-ha that is a great fuckin story) BFF and continued on with outpatient. She slipped up (said she found a valium in her car, idk if that is true but I doubt it), and they told her they were going to call her probation officer...until her mom agreed to put up more money, of course. Who knows, maybe if she had been violated she would be in jail instead of dead.
I will always remember the advice she gave me "Play your cards right, and never let them see your hand."
Lyn, you are gone but not forgotten. I love you.