It’s tough when friends in recovery go back to their addictions. Sometimes it feels personal, although I know it has nothing to do with me. Other times, I feel helpless - hopeless even. It’s not easy seeing people you care about choose to walk an unhealthy path, sometimes it’s straight up heartbreaking. Lately, I’ve been... Continue Reading →
Most of what I fear never materializes. I make up stories in my head and manipulate myself into believing they are fact. I’m still learning to treat myself better - to be as honest with myself as I am with others.
I left last night wishing the world could learn to treat human beings with the same amount of grace and dignity we women treated each other with in that room last night.
I realized today that I haven't posted in almost 2 months. Eeeek! I can't believe it has been that long! Sometimes, I feel like I have nothing new to say, or I wonder if anyone is even out there listening, and then I have to remind myself that I started this blog as a testament... Continue Reading →
This past weekend, I made a pretty big change to my appearance! I went from being blonde my entire life to being a brunette! This may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but it was an extremely drastic change for me. I had been talking about doing it for years, but never had... Continue Reading →
The holidays are upon us! Can you believe it? This year seems to have flown by extra fast! As a recovering person, this time of year can stir up extra feelings of anxiety and/or a heightened sense of "danger" - as in there seems to be alcohol EVERYWHERE! Ughhh! So how does a recovering person stay focused on sobriety when everywhere they... Continue Reading →
On October 16th, I celebrated 4 years living in recovery! I experienced a wide range of emotions leading up to that date, but on the morning of my anniversary I woke up with tears in my eyes because I felt so incredibly blessed. It’s still hard to believe I am able to live this life... Continue Reading →
The following conversation took place while I was speaking with the inmates at the Milwaukee women's prison this past Friday night. Me: "Welcome ladies! Thanks for joining me tonight." Woman: “You don’t look like one of us.” Me: “One of who?” Woman: “One of US!” She points to herself and her friends. “You don’t like... Continue Reading →
Last night I stopped at the gas station on my way home. There was a man walking around asking for change, which is not unusual in Milwaukee. I’ve learned how to say no when necessary. But there was something about this man that caught my eye. He looked strikingly similar to a young man I... Continue Reading →