I’ve been tightly on drugs a long time ago (salt fucking). There were no plans for the future of life, even the door of the entrance was not closed, so that they would not break if I died. I saw a cat beaten on the street. The back legs did not work, the teeth were broken out, the mouth was burned. I don’t know why, but I took her home. He had nothing to eat, but the cat was housed. I started caring for her. And if I could eat with my friends, I couldn’t feed my cat with them. And I frightened for her. I took care of her treatment. I even went to work because of the cat.

In all this spray, I did not notice that I have not used it for many days. He began to live as a man. Over time I met a wonderful girl who became my wife and 3 years later gave me a son. Now your favorite job, family, friends... There are problems, but they can be solved.

The cat died two years ago. I was like a wolf from this loss. She saved my life.