Drsokimeza powerpt english testimony w subtitles
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TRAUMA OF ADDICTIONS, ADDICTIONS FROM TRAUMAS THERE IS HEALING AND TRANSFORMATION I'M EVIDENCE OF MY SLOGAN "IF WE FIGHT..WE WIN!" drsokimeza@yahoo.com
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Drsokimeza powerpt english testimony w subtitles
- 1. BEGAN GOING TO JAIL IN 1986
- 2. GENERALLY WEIGHED BETWEEN 80-90 POUNS
- 3. THE DESPAIR WAS AN ABYSS OF NOTHINGNESS, of EMPTINESS
- 4. THE PAIN AND SHAME TURNED INTO SELF-HATRED
- 5. MY GOD-GIVEN BEAUTY WAS QUICKLY ERRODING
- 6. NO INTERVENTION WAS WORKING, I WANTED TO DIE
- 7. APPEARANCES CAN BE DECEIVING
- 8. THE WISH TO DIE WAS IN SEED FORM IN MY SOUL
- 9. COULDN’T FIGHT NOR FLEE SO I FROZE FROM ABUSE
- 10. Expert in pretending and faking. In despair i ran away from home
- 11. At 13 I had boyfriends and girlfriends. I was secretively very Promiscuous/Bisexual
- 12. AT 15 I WENT TO JOB CORPS and ENTERED THE UNV.of OREGON at 16
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- Went to jail more than 10 times. I was addicted 23 yrs and lived a street life from 1986-1993. Jesus Christ protected me from death, murder and suicide. I love you Lord and I will serve you, no matter what!...drsokimeza@yahoo.com Col. 1: 16 For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers. All things were created through Him and for Him
- The last 7yrs. of the 23 of drug addiction I lived a street life. Staying in abandoned buildings, in condemned houses, in apartment building basements, in motel rooms with other prostitutes, on an alcoholic’s living-room couch or in a crack-house, a shooting-gallery. I knew where to take refuge in a dumped car or layed my tired body on an old, filthy mattress discarded in some alley next to a trash bin. God’s glory encapsulated me to protect me when I didn’t even know Him. Now I know the God of All Power and I love Him! Col. 1: 21 And you, who once were alienated and enemies in your mind by wicked works, yet now He has reconciled 22 in the body of His flesh through death, to present you holy, and blameless, and above reproach in His sight
- Normally I went 6-7days and nights without sleep, then I would throw my tired body on a park bench, the backseat of an abandoned car or on a filthy matress next to a dumpster in a neighborhood alley, a matress filthy with dry urine, ants, spiders, cockroaches etc. This is the depth of bondage, the abyss of sin the Strong Arm of the Lord brought me out of. Do I turst Him? I trust Him with every cell in my body!! Psalms 46: God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble. 2 Therefore we will not fear,
- I led a life of crime, prostituting, shop-lifting, breaking into houses to rob, cooking and selling crack cocoine, transporting and sales of marijuana and heroin. I began going to jail, rehabilitation centers and psychiatric hospitals. I was lost, enslaved. I had a deep desire to die and wished I had never been born. Psalms 69: 19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor;My adversaries are all before You. 20 Reproach has broken my heart,And I am full of heaviness;I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none;And for comforters, but I found none.
- I had many over-doses, physical beatings and rapes and I began going to hospital emergency rooms. I experienced violence from tricks, drug-dealers and other prostitute/addicts. I was near death countless times. God’s mercy and his love protected me. 1 Corinthians 15:55 O death where is thy sting? O grave where is your victory? I now have eternal salvation, a calling , an anointing and authority over that which tried to destroy me.
- No treatment was working. I was in complete ambivalence..die, kill, live. My behavior was off the richter-scale, it was beyond high-risk. I had an insatiable appetite for sin, crime and self-destruction. I contracted Hepatitis C from shooting dope with dirty needles. My Creator had a divine purpose for my life and He gave his life to save mine. His love broke the chains of slavery to sin from my life and set me free to live for Him!! 1 Peter 2: 9 But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light; 10 who once were not a people but are now the people of God, who had not obtained mercy but now have obtained mercy.
- I’m the baby in my mother’s arms. We were celebrating my older brother’s birthday. My parents marriage was replete with violence. In my mother’s womb I experienced my father’s beatings. He would throw mother on the floor and kick her belly. I also experienced my mother’s anger and sadness before I was born.
- I was traumatized as a baby. We lacked the basics… food, shelter, love, medical care. The curses of the occult were operating heavily. Both sides of the family practiced occult and idolatry. Poverty and oppression was our family and cultural experience.
- At the age of 5 yrs. I began being molested by men&boys and women&girls. I was paralyzed with fear, had to participate so it wouldn’t hurt so much. I swollowed the scream, buried the hysteria and with shaking little hands took the gag-gift. I hated what the men did to me but there were times my body betrayed me and responded with confusing pleasure. I liked the affection and sensuality I got from girls and women. I became a little girl prostitute and lesbian and enjoyed touching myself. The sexual assaults were multiple and daily..there must be something very wrong with me was my explanation and conclusion. NO ONE MUST KNOW I’M A DIRTY LITTLE GIRL! But I’m the smartest kindergarten student, I speak, read and write Spanish and English at a high level.
- I was 10yrs. Old and could no longer tolerate the abuse from Mommy, from men, from the farm labor work as a campesina child, could not stop my own hidden self-abuse of my little body. In fear and shame and hate I denied God and wished I had never been born…But I was a straight A student when I went to school. My school attendance was sporadic. I would fall in love with my female teachers if they were pretty. I got on a bus and went from Arizona to California to Mexico all by myself, trying to escape an excriciating reality.
- My relationship with mommy got worse after returning home. I poured my soul into studies, athletics, more hidden activities and I enjoyed the thrill of getting away with it all inspite of my mother’s constant vigilance. I was her maid and everyone else’s helper. Darn what a liability being Smart and Pretty. I was abused and taken advantage of and could never say NO! I have to be liked because if they knew what I do in secret I would be scorned and punished. I wish I could die or just disappear…doesn’t anyone see my pain and my fear? Where is this so called God?
- TWO SUMMERS I WAS A WASHINGTON D.C. INTERN (18 &19 YRS. OLD) I WAS A POLITICAL ACTIVIST AND INVOLVED IN POLITICAL CAMPAIGNS and VOTER REGISTRATIONS. I SMOKED POT, DRANK AND GOT INVILVED IN PORNOGRAPHY WHEN I WAS 17YRS. OLD