I started coming every day. Slowly, I began to open up. For most of my life, I had buried a lot of pain. I had been wearing a mask, acting like I was okay when I really wasn’t. But the team here at Martinsville Treatment Services didn’t give up on me.
Kenisha, Mady, Cara, the doctor, and all of the staff show me love and support in a way I had never really experienced before. They help me with my treatment, but they also helped me rebuild parts of my life. When I lost my insurance and food stamps, they helped me get the paperwork sent in and get those things back. They didn’t have to do that, but they did. With their support, counseling, and medication-assisted treatment, I started to change.
I’m not here for a high. I’m here for treatment. We’re doing it safely, and it has helped me with my recovery, my mental health, and my ability to focus. In a short time, I’ve made progress I’m proud of. My drug screens are clean. I’m calmer. I can talk to people now. I’m learning how to open up and let people in. I used to call that angry version of myself the “bad Robbie.” But now, I feel like I found the good Robbie again.