I try not to preach to anyone. I have had my share of demons and I think I have faced them down. When you are the child of an alcoholic, you tend to have to take the road less travelled, because there is madness in whatever you do. I tend not to judge because I don't know what it is like to be in someone else's shoes, living someone else's life but the question
needs to be asked...
How did THIS beautiful young, vivacious beauty

Turn into this?

It's easy. Drugs. Thank God I woke up when I did. God bless you, Whitney. May you have the strength to face your demons and overcome them.
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