My name is Dima. My name is Dima. I'm 44 years old. I was born into an ordinary family of workers. I haven't smoked or drank until I was 20. I've been doing sports. I studied well, especially well given humanitarian subjects. Loved reading books.
In the years of perestroika, I realized that I wasn't satisfied with the duty, the routine. I didn't want to work in a factory and live from salary to salary, save for a car or anything else. I wanted to do everything at once. I joined the criminal movement of athletes and caught fire with this life, as it seemed to me "real life" life associated with "concepts.
As there was a " zenith" of automobile business, cooperative movement, the field for "activity" was very wide. Accordingly, the first serious money soon appeared. Shops, restaurants, saunas, women, etc. began. Everything from gas stations, hotels, firms to all kinds of small traders and retail outlets were "roofed". Even grandmothers, who took containers for "scorched" vodka, paid us for the "roof". Everything and everything was under our control.
Soon things started to get tiresome and tiresome. I wanted something new and unusual. So accidentally tried to "sniff" the " path" heroin, and then rolled to the needle. Six years of dense, systematic drug use finally brought to the "semi-animal" or even "animal" state. When I saw my mother, I was not thinking about her health or how she was doing, but how to "torture" money for the "dose. Pulling out the bread, hated himself for it, but realized at the same time that he was powerless to change anything. Five times tried to end this crap, even with medical intervention, but all in vain. I thought I'd have to die in this dump, in this mud.
But a miracle happened: I found out about the rehabilitation center and came here. The Lord healed me and set me free from this addiction. He gave me hope for salvation. I always considered myself a strong, impudent, spiritual man. I was "hard" and cruel to others, of course, was kind and good to my surroundings.
When I was in the Lord, I understood that the easiest thing to do is to hate people, and to love, or at least learn to love, is to love powerfully! Most people are kind and gentle, but the world forces them to be evil and cruel. Only in the Lord, I testify about it, only in Him you have this power, the power, which helps not only to survive in this cruel, insidious world, devoid of good and love, but also to love your neighbors, to do good, not to harden, to continue to rejoice to thank and show the glory of God in its entirety. Glory to you, honor and praise to your heavenly Father. Blessed are you.