Recovering Out Loud
I had a conversation with my daughter last night that is going to stay with me for a very long time. I wanted to share it with you all. First, I just want to say that, as a mother, I have spent the last 5 or 6 years of my life filled to the brim with "Mommy Guilt." It... Continue Reading →
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 →
I haven't written in a few weeks. Life has been busy and full of the gifts of recovery. I am grateful, and I truly feel blessed. My daughter wants to be in theater. She is almost 8 years old, and she loves to sing and dance and put on plays with her friends. I brought... Continue Reading →
