I met a woman once, when I was volunteering in a women’s prison, who had spent the last 15 years of her life as a prostitute in active addiction. She didn’t want to be at my meeting. She was one of the ladies who was required to be there. I could see it on…… Continue reading Carrying the Message
Some days, I totally blow it! I try my best to be a good mom, daughter, sibling and friend. I try to be a good wife to my husband, while also giving him his space. I try to be the one who sets a good example by practicing the principles of recovery in all of my affairs,…… Continue reading Progress, Not Perfection
Reflecting on what life was like in active addiction, and thanking God I don’t live there anymore. 6:45am… She wakes in the morning, and immediately feels the pain of her head against the pillow. She feels embarrassed, but she doesn’t know why. This is not unusual. She often feels ashamed before she even remembers what happened the…… Continue reading The Lies She Wanted to Hear
People have told me I am brave for sharing my story publicly. Women have reached out to me, men too, and praised me for my strength and confidence. They tell me I am courageous. And every time I hear and/or read these words, I can feel the heat rising to my face, and my cheeks…… Continue reading We Can Do Better!
Mommy Guilt! Ugggh! I could probably write an entire book on this topic alone. Let me just start by saying, mommy guilt is the worst! There’s hardly anything that compares to the amount of pressure mothers put on themselves every single day. Most moms will admit to having experienced some form of guilt at one…… Continue reading Mommy Guilt
I used to spend my Friday nights at parties and nightclubs. I would spend hours getting all dressed up, putting my makeup on and curling my hair. I craved the excitement of finally letting loose (i.e. drinking WAY too much) just as much as I craved attention, because I thought attention meant popularity, beauty meant power and the attraction of…… Continue reading Dear Vanessa