The good news? The holidays are coming! The bad news? The holidays are coming! Holidays suck. Every year they suck the life out of me. I’m clean and sober, and others in my life are not. While they are all clinking their drinks and laughing and smiling, and swilling downRead More →
I watched my mother die shortly after Midnight on September 18, 2014. She was an alcoholic. She was also my best friend. She turned 65 while in the hospital, just four days before she died. I don’t remember a time in my life where alcohol wasn’t present; whether it wasRead More →
I was beyond saddened to hear the news about Robin Williams. Those who knew him keep saying that his suicide was shocking because he always seemed so happy. The more I hear, the more I feel for Robin. He struggled with addiction and severe depression and often spoke about findingRead More →
In honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, I thought I’d share my very first recovery-themed poem. I wrote this in May of 2000, while I was in treatment. I was approximately one week sober. What Will People Think? Waiting for the right words, not knowing how to speak. Afraid to explain,Read More →
So many times I’ve thought to myself, “If only…” If only I had said that, done that, reacted differently, chose differently, and so on. It’s like a song on repeat inside my head where I shame, blame, and reprimand myself for something in the past. The past is gone, literally,Read More →