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   I couldn't run from myself  “My life before Narconon was chaos, if I could put it simply. I started using drugs at a very young age, but I was basically a “weekend warrior.” Then around 7 years ago, I found myself doing pain killers. Before I knew it, I became completely addicted to them, the drugs took over and began to control every aspect of my life. I started losing jobs, friends, family and relationships. I was running from the police and enemies every day, all day. After three other failed rehab attempts, I found myself stuck running the streets. My parents lived in fear that I would end up dead or in prison and I was at the point in my life where I had no hope and basically didn’t even care if I died. Then my mom called me one day with one last opportunity to change my life and go somewhere that was completely different than anything I had ever tried.

    “That’s when I came to Narconon. I was coming off serious amounts of drugs when I walked through the gates. During my withdrawal, the staff did everything they could to make it comfortable for me. After about 2 weeks of “kicking,” I went into the sauna detox portion of the program. I was actually excited to sweat out all the drugs I had done and find out for myself if it really worked.

“It actually works!

     “I came in to the program at 166 pounds. After withdrawal and sauna my weight came back up to normal at 196 pounds. Sauna finally freed my mind of cravings and thoughts of wanting to use. I’ve never felt this well in body, mind and spirit. Now, at this point in my program, I ‘m willing and able to actually work on myself and change my life. My mom and I genuinely laugh together when she visits or we talk on the phone. My dad is finally willing to speak to me and see me. I plan on relocating away from the town I’ve known for so long and start over somewhere new with a completely different mindset. I would recommend this program to anyone trying to free themselves and become drug and alcohol free for good.

“It really works and I’m proof of that!”


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Scott MWhen I came to Narconon, I was scared, apprehensive and didn’t know what to expect. I did know that I needed help and that my life was slipping away. I’ve spent my whole career helping others and I was a broken man. I was very lucky to have a supportive wife and family who wanted to see me beat my addiction.

When I first arrived and went into the program, I was very anxious and not very fun to be around. I have to thank the staff for helping me through those first, difficult days.

As I moved through the program, each step really helped me and each was better than the last. Sauna helped to remove the cravings I had battled with for years. It also helped to give me a sense of calmness and I finally felt good again. I am so grateful for that!

The rest of the program helped me tremendously. It helped me to better communicate with others and raised my awareness of things I never paid much mind to before. I finally have the tools I need to be a sober and successful person. I am now able to go home and be a better husband, be a better father and be a better grandfather.

I feel great! I feel confident! And I’m really excited about my new life!


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Musician helps addicts get soberOften enough, people ask me:

“Why do you do what you do?” or

“What made you want to work at Narconon?”

I wish there was a simple answer to that question. But, there isn’t.

Throughout my life, I have gone in many different directions, most of which had absolutely nothing to do with what I do now. When I was little, I wanted to be a Paleontologist, a teacher, a physical therapist, then I wanted to be a music teacher, and so on and so on. I eventually found myself working for a sheet metal company in a small Pennsylvania town. At this point in my life, I was pretty lost and waiting for someone to find me or at least, for me to find myself.

I remember that I always had a love for music. By the time I was 20, I could play 8 instruments. The people that were closest to me would complement my playing and say that I was some sort of “musical genius”. I don’t know if I ever really played into that or not, but the complement was really cool. Anyway, I had gone to college at Youngstown State University to study Music Education. I did well, at first. I made it 3 semesters before I dropped out because of terrible grades and truancy. One thing always stuck out to me though… I always had this feeling inside of me that I wanted to help people. I liked helping people and would go out of my way to help others and expect nothing in return. I would talk to my parents about this and my dad would say:

“You must get that from your mom” (she was a kindergarten teacher).

As life progressed, things got worse and worse for me. The only things I seemed to have were my family, my music, a good work ethic and my drive to want to live. I eventually got down to Florida and did the Narconon Program in 2013. It got me cleaned up and helped me organize my life, but, one question still remained unanswered:

What was I going to do with my life after rehab?

To be honest, I could have done anything I wanted. For the first time in years, I felt like I had the world at my finger-tips. I could have went off to any university and majored in music again and got my degree and go play music for a living. I could have went to engineering school. I didn’t do that either.

I ended up staying at Narconon and making it onto the staff team. This took me a few months to achieve. Looking back on it, all of the passions I had in my life all boiled down to one thing; I just wanted to help people and I wanted to give them the same kindness and consideration that was given to me. The Narconon Program made sense to me. I could learn from it and I could use what I learned. I found myself easily able to convey the technology of the Narconon Program to other people. At that point, I knew what I needed to do. I know I said that this question of “why did I choose to work at Narconon” didn’t have a simple answer, but it does… I wanted to help make the world a better place, one person at a time. This was really important to me and it still is.

I was given the chance to do this and I took it and ran. I never looked back nor do I ever intend to. Working at Narconon is the best job I could have ever asked for.

Johnny L.


At the beginning of every addict’s drug use, they simply experimented with drugs. It was either offered by a friend, given at a party or prescribed by a doctor. Once the person took the drugs and felt their effects, they had a thought:

“I can do anything!!!”  (feels self-confident)

“I’m awesome and a rock star!!!”  (doesn’t feel like such a klutz)

“Whoa! I can think better and stay up all night studying.”  (feels smarter and that he can study)

“I feel so good for a change!!!”  (no physical or emotional pain)

The drug solved some sort of problem the person was having. Now they feel as though they live better with the drug than without it.  They are not “addicts” at this point, they are just “users” and feel like they can control their usage.  After a while, physical dependency sets in and the person gets sick if they don’t “use”.  Now they are an “addict”.  So they continue using no matter what happens or who they hurt and do whatever they have to do to make sure they have their drugs.  If they don’t, they’re in pain.  Morals, ethics and integrity are thrown to the wind and go completely out the window. In the addict’s mind, they are doing what they need to do to not be uncomfortable.  They don’t even get “high” anymore!  To family, friends, co-workers, etc. they look completely out of their mind and are barely recognizable anymore. The once well put-together, educated and charismatic person who had a lust for life is now a pale, malnourished, untrustworthy dope-fiend.

Some addicts are lucky enough to make it to a rehabilitation center alive, albeit barely. Others aren’t so lucky and don’t make it at all.  Some families have to deal with the death of their loved one. The family is scarred permanently; blaming themselves and wondering what they could have done differently. The stark reality of addiction is that you absolutely cannot force a person to help themselves. Some addicts get beat up enough by the lifestyle that they kiss the floor of the treatment center once they arrive, so grateful to their families for helping them.

A number of drug addicts, after many failures, false hopes and broken families, have found their solution at Narconon Suncoast.  Narconon is the oldest program of its kind and has been around since the 1960’s. Narconon does not consider a person an addict for life nor looks at its students as “diseased.” The addicts are called “students” instead of “patients” because they are learning how to live life again free of drugs. While an addict’s own religion is important, the Narconon program does not require faith or belief for them to become drug-free for good.

Instead of being made to admit they are “powerless” over their addiction, the program puts the drug use, damage and the whole situation onto the addict themselves as their own responsibility. Essentially, it is their behavior, poor choices and inability to face life’s problems that created their addiction. Their self-determinism is the only force powerful enough to allow them to quit using. The students are gotten off drugs without being put on other drugs, fully detoxed using a proprietary sauna detoxification method and taught how to live life again, repair the past and finally move forward in life.

This video features a recent Narconon Suncoast graduate and details her struggle through addiction and how the program saved her life and put her back on the road to success!

communication is the key to successOn the Narconon program, the biggest game-changers for the addict in terms of his relationships are the life skills courses. These courses are designed to systematically take a student through every area of life, confronting what he did or didn’t do, that he was supposed to have done.  Very simply put, on these courses Narconon students realize just what kind of negative impacts they have created while addicted and then learn how they can make up the damage in those areas with the people they have harmed.

The self-paced design of the Narconon Life Skills Courses lets each individual work at their own pace, addressing topics in the areas of life specific to their individual needs.  Many addicts have let life go to pieces; not caring what they did and who they hurt along the way.  While beginning to repair this may seem impossible at first, the step-by-step gradient of each course allows them to easily confront their “trouble” areas of life and begin to repair them. Gradually each student becomes more and more willing to handle even the toughest situations and begin to see that they are making great strides toward a happy and healthy life.

The goal of these courses it to raise an individual’s responsibility level and self-determinism about life to a point where they can start designing a drug-free future.

The key is getting them to see that they CAN and ARE solving their own problems.  Once they are successful in doing that, it is inevitable that they will realize that if they apply these new life skills, they do not ever have to use drugs to solve their problems.  Once that responsibility level is reached, they gain the confidence to create a sane, sober and successful life.

Here is a great description from a recent student who realized he can now communicate with anyone, work things out with communication and become the person he used to be without drugs:

“After doing the Up’s and Downs portion of the program I realized that when I used drugs, I was the anti-social person in my life. This is another reason why I want to stay off of drugs and become the person I used to be.

When I finished analyzing the most important and active members currently in my life, I had to handle all the harm I had caused them. After doing all this, I realized that Communication is Key.  Instead of making assumptions, just lay everything on the table.  When both people can fully understand each other, they can better work towards a solution they will both be happy with!

I will continue to do this with those in my life now and whoever I meet in the future.”


Life skills are usually taught to children by their parents. Sometimes they’re not. Whatever the situation may have been, all addicts share something in common:

Whether they were taught life skills or not, they lack the ability to confront the problems of life without chemicals. At some point, drugs became THE solution. Without the drugs they deemed themselves powerless. The Narconon program not only gives addicts the skills they need to face and handle their issues, it helps them finally become causative over their entire lives!

I love to help othersIt’s amazing how difficult it can be to get someone into treatment. A person isn’t deciding which new car to buy or whether to get whole milk or 2%. They are deciding what program has the best shot to save their loved one’s life. A person must get the right help, right now before they disappear, become unwilling or die.

I know finding treatment can be a very fearful process. There are so many choices. Some are free and some cost a fortune. Some do the 12-steps and others don’t. Families have to worry about the willingness of the addict and whether or not they will stay in a program once admitted. They also hope against hope that they chose the right treatment center. It can be overwhelming and, at times, I hear that uncertainty in the voices of people I talk with on the phone. I’m an Admissions Counselor at Narconon.

I was an addict. By the age of 21, I had been to 3 rehabs and more 12 step meetings than I can count. My parents expected me to relapse after treatment because it happened so many times.

Looking back, it doesn’t seem like that was even me!

I know my family didn’t recognize the person they were looking at. After my second overdose, I realized that drugs were going to kill me. I woke up in the hospital to my mother in tears. She was scared for my life and ashamed of who I had become. When I looked in the mirror I didn’t recognize myself. This was when my parents found Narconon.

It was their last ditch effort to save my life. It worked.

When I talk to families of addicts, I think of my own mother and father. I know what is at stake and I understand that a loved one’s addiction completely tears homes apart. Days or weeks are spent searching for a solution, hoping that the next phone call is the one that changes everything. Everyone is desperate to find a solution before they get the call that it’s too late.

I have gone to meetings, taken medications and tried different treatments. I have seen my parents worried sick about me and I know what drugs do to a family. I also see another side. I see the changes an addict can make on the Narconon program. I get to see them rebuild their relationships, and most importantly, I get to see them finally get some relief from their addiction that they couldn’t get anywhere else.

I help people into the Narconon program because I believe it is the best program on the planet. Narconon restored me back to who I was before drugs. I know that it can help the addict, the family and every aspect of addiction. I trust the people I work with to come in and do their best, day in and day out. There is nothing more satisfying than to watch a person change for the better and make the same changes I made. It’s amazing to see someone become enthusiastic about life again!

I do what I do every day to give that chance to others.


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intervention successStanding in line at the security check point, a TSA agent tells the crowd to remove everything from their pockets, take their shoes off and throw all liquids away. I barely go through the motions, fighting the urge to turn around and bolt out the door.  But I have nothing to go back to. With ticket in hand – departure form Kailua Kona, Hawaii arriving in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, I knew that this was it.

Everything in my life was about to change.

Rewind to three nights prior to leaving.  I was supposed to get on my first flight. I had called my grandparents after losing everything in my life including myself. I thought I had things under control until the night I had nowhere to live, no money, no job and a meth addiction that was slowly but surely consuming me.

I called my grandmother thinking I could manipulate her into buying me a hotel room. My grandparents refused but offered to buy me a plane ticket. I reluctantly agreed knowing it was the only option I had left. I packed everything I owned in one suitcase and headed to the airport, missing the flight by half an hour. As I sat in that warm Hawaiian air, high and alone, I realized just how substandard my life had become.

My grandparents tried a flight again for the next night. Again, I missed it, but that time I called the wrong people. I got higher than I had ever been and ended up in an old red Toyota pickup truck with some guy I didn’t know driving an hour and a half out of town.

My grandparents realized I hadn’t made the flight and called, frantic and worried, wondering what had happened. They arranged for a woman to pick me up and drive me to the airport. I had other intentions though. When she picked me up I told her I needed to go to Target where I was planning on meeting my boyfriend. She absolutely refused to let me go. She tried holding my bags and I ended up trying to fight a woman in her 50’s.

I got all of my things from her and left with my boyfriend just so I could get high one more time. After smoking two grams of meth, drinking a bottle of vodka, swallowing eight Klonopin and smoking two blunts, I decided I had to get on the airplane.

Fifteen hours later, I walked past a blur of faces struggling to find a restroom. When I looked in the mirror, I barely recognized the face looking back at me. I stood there examining myself. I didn’t remember losing that much weight.

But when was the last time I ate?

I didn’t remember the circles under my eyes being so defined.  I looked like I had two black eyes. I had showered and done my hair and makeup but why did I look so dingy and gray?

When I finally arrived at baggage claim and noticed my grandparents, I saw something in their eyes that was unlike what I had seen before.  They were disappointed. I went to hug them like I used to when I was a child but then reconsidered. I said hello and nothing came out. I had lost my voice.

The next few days were nothing but me sleeping till 6 o’clock at night and eating everything in sight. My grandparents tried their best but I was mid-withdrawal and wishing I were anywhere but there. On the fifth day I was there, I was sleeping soundly in a white plush queen size bed when a tapping woke me up. My grandma shyly came in and told me that she wanted me to take a urine drug test. I acted very calm and confidently agreed. After I peed I went back in my room and laid down again and faded back into a deep sleep. About an hour later I was being awoken by both my grandparents. I could barely understand them but all I heard was “drug test” “meth” “5 things showed up” and it was that moment I knew I was screwed.

The next day a man showed up to the house. I scrutinized his every move through the upstairs window. I inspected him as he got out of what looked to be a rental car and approached the front door. I figured it was a business partner of my grandpas. My grandma came up a while later and told me that he was here to talk to me about what was going on so that he could better explain it to my grandfather. I hesitantly agreed to talk to him.

Within five minutes I knew where this was going. I didn’t want to hear what they had to say anymore. My behavior was erratic and irrational. I screamed the most inappropriate things at my grandmother and tried getting my parents or anyone to give me an escape route. I got up and went upstairs to the top story of my grandparents’ house and locked myself in there for nine hours. Around 7 o’clock that night I decided I needed to eat. The interventionist came into the kitchen and commented on my ability to cook.

I was so rude to him.

Everything out of my mouth was sarcastic or short and yet he still stuck around trying to break through to the real me. I ate and went back upstairs. A little white later there was a knock on my door. That man was still there. I thought to myself:

“Why? I’m mean and stubborn and I refuse to listen, why would he still be here?”

I finally agreed to hear what he had to say.

He made me feel like someone actually cared and understood the pain and difficulty I was going through. I didn’t want to be mean anymore. I remember asking him:

“So let me just get this straight, they want me to get on a flight tonight and go to rehab?”

He said yes.

I still didn’t think I was going but as I sat there on the top step of a wooden staircase next to this man I barely knew, I realized for the first time what I needed to do. The only battle I was fighting was the battle within myself. That night, I saw the strongest man I have ever known cry for the first time. My grandpa. At that moment something in me clicked and I knew what I needed to do. My grandpa sat on my bed hugging me and I told him I would go.

If it weren’t for the interventionist caring for me as if he had known me for years and my family refusing to let me cop out again, I don’t know where I would be. Narconon saved my life but if it weren’t for those who helped me understand that I needed help, I would have never gone to Narconon and I would have never had my life saved. The intervention was a big part in my recovery and I am forever thankful to the man who guided me to the best decision I ever made.

Everything in my life changed.

Cori B

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One of our esteemed staff members, John, recounts the life he once lived and how the Narconon program set him on the path to ultimate success!

Here is his story:


staff successFlash back, its 2012 and here we go again. Every day was the same… Wake up, smoke a cigarette, take a shower and get ready for the day. For me, my day started much later than most. Usually around one or two in the afternoon. I would wake up, usually hung over from whatever I had put into my body the night before, usually wearing whatever clothes I passed out in on whatever couch I fell down on. I was a drug addict and from a small coal mining town of 8,000 people in Southwestern Pennsylvania that no one has ever heard of, although you could probably find it on a map if you looked hard enough.

When I was growing up, drugs weren’t a thing. No one I was around wanted to do them, knew much about them or really knew anyone that could even get them for you, even if you wanted to try them. That was when I was 15. By the time I was 16 all that had changed. Everywhere I would look, I could find whatever drug I wanted in whatever amount I wanted. By this time, I had my first job, my first car and was a good student in high school. All of a sudden, I found myself hanging out with an older crowd of friends. They were the type of friends that you only hear about in country songs. People that were from a small town and knew more about you than you did. Most of them were into drugs and drinking. Before I knew it, I had taken my first OxyContin and was off to the races. I quickly decided that I liked the lifestyle. Work hard, play harder! Spend your money on whatever you wanted. I mean, I wasn’t hurting anyone. Right?

Jump forward to age 18. Its 2009 moving into 2010 and I am a senior in High School. I am also a full-blown drug addict. My life was spiraling out of control and honestly, I didn’t care. I was way too busy partying and worrying about how much money I was going to make in tips that night after school at the local pizza shop to buy my dope. By this time I had become so good at lying and manipulating that it was like a favorite past time of mine. The people I went to school with were going off to college and some were getting good jobs in the oilfield or the coal mines of Greene County. I was going off to college too. Youngstown State University was where I was headed. I was going to major in Music Education. I quickly failed out and returned home to a town now completely impoverished and riddled with drugs and drug addicts. All of the industry that was there just a year and a half earlier was now gone. New EPA Regulations on coal and oilfield jobs outsourced to guys from Texas had killed the economy. I fit right in. After a bout with college and joining a fraternity I was now a full blown alcoholic as well.

I made it a year before I knew I needed to do something. I went to rehab near Pittsburgh. It was based on the 12 Steps of Alcoholics and Narcotics Anonymous. It was the only method of drug and alcohol rehab that I had ever heard of. I hated it. I had to convince myself every day that I was weak and absolutely powerless over my addiction. It seemed to me that I would have to live the rest of my life in fear of even going to a restaurant that served alcohol. As a matter of fact, I was told that I shouldn’t do that for the first year of my “recovery”. I felt like I didn’t have any other choice but to conform or I was just going to go off and die in a hole in the ground some place! I went home from that rehabilitation center and relapsed that night. The cycle started over again… immediately.

I used for another year. It’s now 2013. This time, I fell out and almost died. I was in the bathroom that I shared with my dad in my family’s house. I shot up and don’t remember anything but waking up on the floor in a pool of my vomit. I got up, cleaned off my face and made sure I didn’t leave a mess. All I could think about was how mad my dad was going to be if I left a mess in that bathroom and wondered if I had any dope left. I left the house, got high again in the driveway and went to work. It was a wake-up call for me. I had destroyed my relationships with everyone. I was getting into fights and throwing tantrums. My parents didn’t like me very much. I mean, who would?

I stole almost everything they owned and sold everything I did. I had a friend that I was staying with; he and I used together off and on for years. He told me he was going to go to treatment again. He went to Narconon Suncoast in Florida. He completed the program and really got his life together. I decided that it was time for a change. I talked to my parents and they agreed to help me and invest in my future one last time.

I came to Narconon Suncoast on July 3rd, 2013. I was beaten, broken and had given up on every aspect of my life. Narconon helped me change that. They didn’t want to make me feel weak. They wanted to make me feel strong and empower me to life my life drug-free. Narconon did that for me. They helped me repair the problems I had with my family and with authority. They helped me get organized. For the first time in years I was finally able to be in complete control of myself and my actions. This was very different from the impulsiveness that used to control my life.

After all of this time, I will never forget that small town. That town, those people and that life of work hard and play harder helped shaped my drug addiction. But, if it weren’t for Narconon…I may have never met the real me.

John L.

Drug Rehab SuccessBefore I came to Narconon I was very lost. My life was going steadily downhill. I was living a criminal lifestyle, doing drugs and committing crimes to keep myself high. This lead me to getting caught up with the law and I received multiple felony charges and have gone in and out of jail. It was just a matter of time before I ended up dead or in prison. This affected my relationships with those close to me, namely my family.

Things have changed substantially since I have come here to Narconon Suncoast. My life has done a complete 180. I detoxified my system in the sauna which helped tremendously with the cravings and my physical well-being.

Once I was right physically I was able to enter into the rest of the program which really helped me get my mind together. It allowed me to take a step back and look at things from a different perspective.

The one-on-one counseling changed my life in a way I could have never imagined. The staff really digs deep and goes into tremendous detail. I found things out about myself that I never would have thought I’d be able to make sense of. I can now spot problems in my life and legitimately confront them and get them handled before they get worse.

This program saved my life and allowed me to feel motivated and excited for my life and what’s to come. I have had so many laughs and good times here with great people who are all on the same page about wanting to make a serious change in their lives. I now have no doubt in my mind that I am fully capable of living a long, healthy, happy life and I have Narconon Suncoast and its awesome staff members to thank for that.


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Sommer Narconon SuccessBefore I came to Narconon Suncoast I was very depressed. Every day, I was getting high and hating myself for it. I wasn’t happy and I for sure didn’t feel good about myself. I was turning my back on my family, pushing them away and making them worry about me. Every day was a struggle to even put on a fake smile.

I knew I had a bad problem when my grandmother bailed me out of jail and I promised her I would straighten my life out and that night I was smoking meth off of tin foil in her basement. After that, things only got worse. I couldn’t hold any jobs and I thought my family hated me. On January 24th 2016 my best friend died of a traumatic brain injury. His funeral was on January 28 which is my birthday. That really hit home for me. Not only did I not go to his funeral but I was getting high on meth which is the thing that killed my best friend.

This made me realize how serious this really was and on February 7th, 2016 I told my family that I needed help with my addiction and I couldn’t do it by myself. Within a week I was on the plane from Missouri to Tampa, starting the first step to a hopeful, better life.

I was on my way to Narconon Suncoast and I was scared because I had never been to a place so far away from my family, friends and the life I knew for so long. I didn’t know what to expect. I got to Narconon, angry at the world and coming down off meth. Despite my lack of kindness, everyone welcomed me in and helped me beyond words to get over my withdrawal. Every day I would wake up and I would feel so much more alive and better than I did the day before. I met some of the nicest, best, ready-to-help staff. That was one of my favorite things. Also the other students were even happy to help me, which was a bit unexpected.

Going through the sauna detox was a big fear of mine because I didn’t know if my body would let me go through the process because of all the damage I’ve done to it. Once I got into the sauna it was truly amazing to watch my body completely change. My skin looked and felt so much better, going to sleep at night was so much easier and the best thing is that my cravings for meth went away. I could really smile every day, not having to put on a fake sense of happiness. This was the best thing I’ve experienced in such a long time.

Narconon Suncoast has helped me with more than just my addiction. It has helped me to be happy again and to find myself when I thought the happy woman I once knew was gone forever. This was an experience of a lifetime and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

If you really want a better life and a happier life I would recommend Narconon Suncoast 100%!


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