Peeling Back the Layers

I’ve been hesitant to share this one. This one hurts...a lot. And although I would love to tell you that I don’t care what anyone else thinks of me, that wouldn’t be entirely true. Some days I care more than others, but I still fear judgment. I am human, after all. Since I’ve started sharing... Continue Reading →

I Believe in Miracles

Some days, I am just grateful I made it through. I can experience a range of emotions throughout the day - any one of which could be used as an excuse to drink - and yet somehow I choose not to. It’s a miracle, really. In early recovery, people would tell me that I was... Continue Reading →

One Addict Helping Another

I’ve been thinking about this woman I met while volunteering in prison last night. Her story has stuck with me since the moment I left. It’s devastating, humbling and it was such a stunning reminder of just how cunning, baffling and powerful the disease of addiction is. This woman had over a decade in recovery,... Continue Reading →

Grace and Dignity

There have been all of these moments in my life - tiny moments that don’t seem to mean much at the time - but when I stop to think about them, I am reminded how fortunate I am. Even after a painful week like the one I just had, I can still find something to... Continue Reading →

Songs of my Recovery

I was recently driving home with my daughter when Demi Lovato's new song Sober came on the radio. I had read that she had been struggling in her recovery and wrote about it in a song, but I hadn't heard it yet. Before I knew what was happening, I was overcome with emotion. As I... Continue Reading →

Still Standing

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 →

Just Breathe…

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.

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