CHOSEN REHAB CENTER

Recover & Stay Sober

PACKAGE

  • Feeding

  • Accomodation

  • NA/AA Counseling

  • Extra-Curriculllllllllar Activities (Computer Classes, Gym & Music Classes)

THERE’S HOPE FOR THE FUTURE!

Isaac Nsarkohs Story

My journey into addiction began in junior high school, where I was first introduced to marijuana. Things took a darker turn when I entered senior high. I met a man on my school campus, he was a drug dealer. Over time, we became close, and I started helping him with his business. I was given cocaine to sell, and my marijuana use escalated rapidly.

I became his right-hand man, his business boy, and school no longer mattered to me. I stopped attending classes, and eventually, the school expelled me. But I didn’t care. The money I was seeing blinded me to everything else. I officially became a drug dealer under his mentorship for five years before breaking off to start my ghetto and run my drug operation.

Eventually, I started using cocaine myself. It was my girlfriend who introduced me to it she showed me how, and I loved the feeling. That is when the real addiction began. Things quickly spiraled out of control. My drug business collapsed, and I found myself on the street broke, homeless, and desperate for a fix.

To survive and feel my addiction, I turned to crime. I started stealing, snatching phones, and breaking into people’s homes. Every bit of money I stole went straight to buying drugs. My life became a blur of crime and cocaine. My family couldn’t take it anymore they rejected me and turned their backs on me.

One day, during one of my robberies, things went wrong. I was caught. The people who caught me beat me mercilessly. They were ready to set me on fire. Luckily, someone in the crowd recognized me and ran to inform my family. Their intervention saved my life. Following that incident, a police commander stepped in and expressed a desire to help me. He contacted my parent, who arranged for me to meet with a pastor. They tried everything to help me recover, but I relapsed. I started stealing and using again. Thinking I had gone mad, my family checked me into a psychiatric hospital. After an evaluation, the doctors confirmed I was mentally stable just deeply addicted. I was discharged.

Once again, my family gave up on me.

I went deeper into the darkness. I formed a gang, and we began robbing at night. Every bit of money we made went to feed our drug habits. I knew I was on the path to death. I saw it coming, and I knew I wouldn’t survive much longer if I didn’t change.

Eventually, I reached a breaking point. I returned to my family, this time with a genuine desire to change. I begged them for help. One of my aunts introduced them to Chosen Rehab Center, and without hesitation, they brought me here.

At first, I didn’t want to stay.I came in reluctantly, forced by desperation. Recovery isn’t easy abstaining from drug is one of the hardest things I have ever done. But slowly, by following Chosen program and embracing the support around me, I began to feel alive again. I began to feel whole.

Today, I am free from drugs. I am sober. I am healing. I am building a future I never thought possible.

I thank God for Chosen. They gave me the space to breathe, the tools to grow, and the chance to reclaim my life.

SEEKING GOD 

This is how God has impacted once and addict and now a Chosen vessel seeking God.There is God in Chosen and that God has brought them to Chosen. For many are called few are Chosen they are Chosen to be a disciple of God.At Chosen your case and story is different and we let them know they are light, enlightening their understanding of their purpose in life.

You can also be their God on earth by paying them a visit to share some words of encouragement with them.

MORNING DEVOTIONS

Sober men wake up at exactly 4:30 am every day to praise God; this has brought them closer to the light, enlightening their understanding of their purpose in life.

You can also be their God on earth by paying them a visit to share some words of encouragement with them.

DRUGS ARE NOW A THING OF THE PAST

My best moment in life was when I encountered God. Been into drugs for 35years, and all this while I never felt the power of my maker, nor neither did I feel his presence inside me until I gave up on drugs. My encounter with the highest God through his son Jesus Christ— using CHOSEN REHAB CENTER, as a medium to connect to me; has made me become a whole again.

Gradually, I am taking each day a step at a time as I enjoy my sobriety in power through Jesus Christ who strengthens me. I advise the youth and my colleagues to make a bold decision and a bold step and come out of drugs before it’s too late.

There’s an abundance of satisfaction, love, peace of mind, and richness in sobriety. It is never too late to quit, no matter how long you’ve been into it; you can still be a blessing to all the people God has assigned into your life— so just quit and be free.

MR. KWAME SEFA AFRAM STORY

I’m a 50-year-old man born in Tema and who hails from Effiduase-Asokore in the Ashanti Region of Ghana. Born to a Customs Officer father who had two wives. I have a daughter. I have never been married. I must admit that my life story demonstrates the magnificent compassion of God, and also how the Devil is very cunning in laying traps that can easily ensnare.

My earliest and last memory of visiting my hometown, was at a very tender age when I got seriously sick and was bedridden for 3 months after which my parents resigned to never take me there again. Before the ailment, I remember returning home one day and, on the way, I found a Negative copy of a photo lying on the ground. I picked it up and placed it on my eye to view it. What I saw was that someone seemed to be running at a fast speed towards me in the image. I got extremely terrified so I dropped it and ran home and reported the incident to my mother. We came back to where I had dropped the Negative, but it was nowhere to be found. It was later determined that the image I saw was an evil spirit. My 3 months ailment which rendered me helpless came right on the tail of that.

Fast forward to my teenage years when I was an excellent athlete. I was on the basketball team of Apam Senior High School (I had the height and stamina for it) when I got admitted into Form 1, it was there I got my first taste of marijuana. An older teammate encouraged me to try it, which I did. The instant feeling was discomfiting; I was irritable and couldn’t do anything to control myself upon getting home. I tried a cold shower which did nothing to change the effect. All the while, my elder sister was watching me, concerned, she inquired. I could no longer hide it so I told her the truth, she exclaimed in shock and quickly organized for mashed kenkey to be prepared for me. After drinking the mashed kenkey I fell asleep and upon waking discovered the effects had worn off. My father arrived home the following day and learned of the incident it was real hell for me. I had to run from home and unfortunately to the ghetto. However, while I was there, I never felt compelled to take marijuana. I was there for days until my father arranged for me to be caught and brought back home. My family was more accepting of me afterwards and my father sat me down and advised me. I returned to school and was welcomed warmly since I had been absent for days and was really missed.

Upon going back to school, I continued my sporting activities on the school team – I could play both basketball and volleyball. At a point, both the volleyball and basketball teams needed me and I had to choose between them, I enjoyed basketball more so I chose it. We had a very important game and so a teammate of mine who we both took turns in playing one another’s role interchangeably at times, said he wanted to show me something. He got me alone and then pulled a bottle from his bag and told me it was a type of gin. He said the gin could keep me pumped all through the game, and that was his secret to staying active, so I should also try it. I did. That day, my performance was unlike ever before. Everyone was highly impressed. When it was time-out, I sneaked into the washroom and took more of it and I excelled some more during the game. Another teammate who knew me well approached me out of curiosity. I told him and he was stunned by the disclosure. The thing about me is that I do not lie. I may be a lot of things but a liar isn’t one and even my father knows me well for that.

When I got to Form 2, I somehow was able to avoid both marijuana and alcohol. But in Form 3, I started taking alcohol again. I was now taking it in copious amounts. In a drunken state, I dozed off in the home of the guy who had introduced me to it and I had a terrifying dream. I dreamt someone had a knife in my throat and had inserted a tube inside my throat and was drawing something from my throat. I awoke in a sweaty panic. I went to explain it to my father and he asked me point-blank whether I was consuming or about to start consuming any substance. I was surprised he would guess it, so I told the truth.

I made a firm decision to give my life to Christ and joined the Scripture Union (SU). I noticed to my pleasure that I was excelling academically. I was a full member of SU now and strived to live righteously. I also have a very shy temperament and so when my elder sister’s mates expressed interest in me, I avoided them which earned me a lot of teasing from my peers. They even tried all they could to make me quit SU but to no avail.

Things however took an unexpected downturn when during another tournament, the guy who introduced me to marijuana came to this tournament too. He managed to convince me to accompany him someplace, I was very reluctant but followed him anyway. We met my sister on the way and she was very upset to see me in the company of this guy. She tried to dissuade me from going since she disliked the idea very much. I brushed her off and followed the guy. As could be anyone’s guess, he gave me marijuana, which I took and smoked. The effect wasn’t like the first time since I was no longer an amateur in substance abuse.

There was a competitive basketball tournament for all the best Senior High Schools which was held in Tema and I won the best player, I was that great at it. Unfortunately, I was seriously into taking marijuana by this time, and because of my age – late teens – my father could not do much in terms of disciplining me. Around that age too, I had learned of a childhood friend abroad who was in deep abusing drugs, the hard ones like cocaine. I even heard he had been taken to rehab, (and that was the first time I heard of a rehab). This guy couldn’t get off drugs so he was sent back home to Ghana. It was this same guy who met me one day and the first thing he asked from me was for a smoke. I was surprised since in my estimation, I looked nothing like an addict. He even went ahead and told me that someone had told him that I knew the dealers so I should take him to them. It was true, I knew where to find the dealers so I took him there. This guy bought cocaine (also known as ‘Rock’) from the dealers. The cocaine was quite expensive but he bought it anyway. After that, we went to a friend’s place and while I smoked my marijuana, and the guy took his cocaine, he entreated me to try it. Again, I did…the feeling was different. I discovered that cocaine is usually taken with heroin (‘Tie’). While the cocaine (‘Rock’) made you hyperactive, the heroine (‘Tie’) made you sober. It was quite the experience, hence my eventual fall into taking ‘Rock and Tie’. When their effects wear off, you’ll feel so apprehensive and unstable until you get them into your system again. If you have no money, you wouldn’t mind stealing the closest thing to sell off to buy the drugs. It controlled you like a demon. Drug addiction I believe is a dark evil spirit that will stop at nothing to cause you shame and destruction.

There’s a street term called ‘Terky’, it’s the discomfort you feel when the drug is absent from your system. I remember a time when I felt ill to the extent my mother became very worried for my life. A friend saw my state and gave me some of the hard drugs and I immediately recovered, the realization dawned on me that it was the absence of the dose in my body that was the cause.

You see, I mentioned earlier my father was a Customs Officer, well my mother also lived and worked in Canada and would visit Ghana from time to time. As of now, all my siblings are abroad except me. I come from a very wealthy family. Way back in 2002 thereabouts, my father would give me GHC100 per week and I would use it all on drugs. It became so bad my father had to admit me to Chosen those times. I was amongst some of the first Disciples, but because I was not disciplined and ready for recovery, I left. I also dated a girl who smoked marijuana, and all of that didn’t help matters for me. My father would sign cheques for me to cash from the bank. I one day stole 3 pages out of the chequebook and cashed it twice without his knowledge. But the 3rd time, the teller asked me to wait as she left for a side office, I immediately knew something was amiss so I left the bank. My father found me at home and inquired, I was reluctant of course. Then he asked me to bring my ID, I knew I had been caught because I had left it at the bank. I broke down and confessed.

Drugs were my master now. If I had no money, I had to find it by any means necessary. I resorted to breaking and entry (B&E). I robbed gaming centers and casinos. Upon one such operation, I lost a member of my crew. The rest of us had a narrow escape. Truth be told, most lives of crime begin with drug addiction, there are always drugs involved. Most robberies are perpetrated by persons high on some form of substance. They usually take just ‘Rock’, which makes them hyperactive leading them to cause even the deadliest of crimes without thinking twice or feeling any remorse. Strange enough, once on cocaine, robbers can determine exactly where any cash is stashed, it’s very intriguing but real. Others also add Black Magic (juju) which makes them even more dangerous.

The downward spiral continued till I became tired of life. I confided in my father that I needed help. My sisters abroad then decided to send me overseas too. I got worse when I got there so I was brought back to Ghana. I even had an opportunity to work for a couple of months as a Clearing Agent at the port, and my father was making arrangements for me to join Immigration before I left for abroad. It has remained a great regret for my father that he allowed me to go because he felt if I had stayed in Ghana rather, I would have made it. He even got me arrested and kept in the cells with hopes that would cause some drastic change but it didn’t.

Chosen Rehab, I will say saved my life. My family alerted them, and the rescue team was committed to getting me. They spent an entire day searching and waiting for me. I got wind of it and dodged them. But they eventually caught me asleep in my bed at night and brought me here. Although I felt quite humiliated given my state of dressing that night. I was put on detox upon my admittance, which cleansed my system thoroughly. The detox was terrific because I didn’t have any withdrawal symptoms. It was during my rehabilitation process that it was discovered I had contracted Diabetes and High Blood Pressure. I didn’t know I was a ticking time bomb on borrowed lifeline. I started experiencing severe joint and bodily pains, I initially thought it was the weights I lifted to train but I was wrong. My health condition had become very very precarious as a result of the drug abuse. But the good news is, now I’m doing well. I’ve been put on some great medications and the nurses here take great care of me. I enjoy the Morning Devotions especially and I sometimes weep during these times when I remember all the things I had done. I have also decided to never again return to my former life. I was baptized while I was a junkie and so I intend to be fully involved in Ministry when I’m discharged. I also plan to go from school to school and from place to place to share my story because I believe it’ll cause a change and impact many others.

I’ve got 3 top advice. One is not to take friends whose parents are unbelievers when you’re a Christian, especially when you’re a young person, because I have realized that such parents have a laissez-faire attitude regarding many vital aspects of life and this will affect their wards. Hence, as a youngster, church must be your number one priority. Number two advice, don’t accept any kind of invitations, for instance for parties, outings, etc. many people’s lives get ruined at such parties. All sorts of consumables are shared at such events, and these items are usually laced with marijuana or some other destructive drug. And finally, have Godly friends. These days, those who look unlike junkies are the ones who are actually on drugs. Don’t pick friends of your own volition, or else Satan himself will pick one for you. So, pray to God to give you truly Godfearing friends.

In closing, I sometimes think back to that image I saw in the Negative I found as a child. How would my life have been if that hadn’t happened? Only God knows. But God has been good to me and the life I live now is by His sustenance.

THERE’S HOPE FOR THE FUTURE!

Even though we wasted so many years in the ghetto yet, we don’t regret it because staying sober for just some couple of months have made us realize that; there’s more greatness ahead of us, and for that matter we shall strive to live a day at a time as we climb to the top.

#sobrietyispriceless #staysober

I SURRENDER ALL UNTO GOD!

So many oppurtinities did i wasted in the ghetto; i never thought, i would come to a point where i can’t control my addiction. The tears i shed comes from my inner core; it’s tears of regret, shame, lost-opportunities, lack of love from family and friends. Sometimes, i feel like saying goodbye to the world but deep within me, i also believe God’s not done with me yet. So, am gonna hold on tight and fight back for the things i lost during my addiction days.

Thanks to CHOSEN REHAB CENTER, gradually am living each day without drugs in my system. YOU! can also do it, all you have to do is surrender to God.

Click on the link below 👇 and get advice on how to stay away from drugs!

https://youtu.be/5GD2AFACdtA

MASSAGING THERAPY

The high rate of drug consumption has affected the flexibility of our body movement, leaving us in so much pain, especially when we wake up in the morning. Before, we used to take drugs first thing in the morning before considering food; now that we are no more doing drugs, we are facing the consequences both inside and outside our bodies.

Thank God for CHOSEN REHAB CENTER and the good treatment offered to us, gradually we feel much better each and every day that passes by.

NA/AA MEETINGS.

Participating in the meeting makes us hopeful for our journey of recovery. Though, the power to quit drugs lies in the hands of God (Supreme Being) yet, through this meeting, we’ve been able to align ourselves very well to connect to our “will power”; thus, making us understand the posibility of staying sober for life.

Regardless of the fact that recovery is a never ending journey; we believe our journey can end well by persisting through the end.

WE LIVE TOGETHER AS ONE BIG FAMILY

It’s been quite a long time since we had such a sumptuous meal. Back in the day, we spent all our money on drugs, and hardly thought of eating; all that we cared about was the drugs, and when hunger set in, we just bought a bottle of drink to quench our hunger. Now, as we are free from drugs, we eat more than three times a day yet, we still don’t get satisfied because all the food we couldn’t eat during our addiction days is now bouncing back at us, making us eat abundantly.

PURE LOVE AND AFFECTION

The founder and the disciples together with a nurse (lady in colourful African print), just after a birthday celebration with a Donar. The love this man have for addicts is so huge.