Even though Isaac was raised in a Christian home, he opened the door to sin at a very young age. By 14, as a freshman in high school, he was already traveling down a destructive road of drug addition, pornography, stealing, and dangerous thoughts of suicide. As Isaac's depression worsened, he took even greater risks, until one weekend he had an encounter with God. Since then the depression has vanished, and Isaac's life has undergone an amazing change.
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Isaac's Amazing Change
I was raised, and am still being raised, in a Christian home with good parents. We go to a good church. My parents taught me right from wrong as a little kid, and they taught me about God and Jesus. In essence, I believed them. So everything in life was going well until I was about 12. Then, during a period of 3 years, Satan got quite close to claiming my soul.At age 12, my friend introduced me to pornography. And I have to say, I enjoyed it. For the first time, my image of right and wrong was shattered, as Satan got that foothold he needed to pervert my life with sin. It was a slow-working process. I went on like this for about a year. Then it got worse.
Depression
At 13 I started to get depressed. It happened for normal, young-guy reasons ... girl trouble. And honestly, looking back, it was nothing to even get close to depressed over. I liked a girl, but she didn't like me back. Nonetheless, I got depressed.Then started that always-fun-for-parents rebellious phase of my life. I'd yell at them and get ticked-off at everything. I'd flip them off behind their backs. I had started cussing pretty bad about this time too. Because of their reactions, I honestly thought they hated me. I thought that nobody loved me, and that I was hated by everyone except my friends.
I decided I had to do something, so I started skateboarding in January of 2006. It was supposed to be an outlet for my depression, and it worked at the time. When I was skating, I'd forget about my troubles entirely. But not even skating would work completely, just as the enemy had planned it.
Turning Away from God
By the time I was 14, during the summer before my freshman year of high school, I had pretty much denounced Christianity. I went so far as to flip God off at times. I remember one time I had just gotten up off the bathroom floor from crying my eyes out, because I was so depressed, and I flipped him off saying, "F*** you, God!"So, obviously I was in pretty bad shape. But, instead of turning to God, who I thought hated me, I started looking into drugs. I didn't get my hands on any for a while, but I started trying to get one substance in particular. Over the summer, I'd searched to get it, but couldn't get any. After that summer, I "came back" to God, but still hanging onto terrible liberal philosophies to simply justify my sin. My reason for coming back was honestly to get a girl to like me. Then came the worst few months of my life.
Experimenting with Drugs
I was a freshman. It was November 2006. I was still 14, and I even more depressed than ever. One night when my parents were away, I started looking up information about the drugs I found in the medicine cabinet. Soon I found something that would make my drug-dreams come true. It was an over the counter medicine, but I won't give the name, to keep others from temptation. It was a hallucinogen and a deliriant.I started taking the drug occasionally, until my parents bought a full bottle of pills. I was stoked. And because they bought them for me, since I was having a problem that the medicine was meant to treat, I took them a lot, in larger doses than was recommended. I loved getting high, because when I was high, I had no depression. The only problem was, when I would come back down, I was much more depressed than before.
Stealing
Then I got the wild idea to steal some. So I went to the store one day, walked to the pharmacy and, not going into detail, stole it. I got away with it very easily. Now I had a full bottle of the stuff that nobody knew about but me. Big mistake for me.After that, having not succeeded in hallucinating yet, I decided one Sunday after church that I would pop pills until I hallucinated. I was home alone because my parents had a wake to attend. After dinner, I popped pills, 4 every 15 minutes, for 2 hours and 15 minutes. That's 36 pills! And I had the weirdest trip.
Even though I had been scared to death, Satan convinced me that this was fun and just what I needed. So, I started getting high all the time. I rarely took big doses, just moderate ones.
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