Breaking the Stigma

Growing up, society taught me that I should not disclose that I am an alcoholic or an addict; that my addiction is something I should be ashamed of. I heard this message every time someone described someone’s behavior to be that of a “crackhead,” every time someone talked about what a “drunk” someone was or…… Continue reading Breaking the Stigma

Missing

Missing…. That one word has so much depth, and brings back so many memories. I could talk about this word endlessly as it relates to my active addiction. I could talk about the times I missed my daughter, the times I missed family events, voluntarily at first and later because I was no longer invited.…… Continue reading Missing

Your Imperfections are Perfection

Last week, my daughter came to me with tears in her eyes and told me that when she looked in the mirror she thought she looked ugly. She doesn’t like the dimples in her smile, she’s not a fan of her “butt-chin,” and she was afraid that she would never fit in because of “her face.”…… Continue reading Your Imperfections are Perfection