I remember learning about the obsession and compulsion cycle when I first came into recovery, and writing extensively about it. Not being able to think about anything other than the object of my obsession for hours and hours, and then compulsively acting on it. Early on, I thought the obsessionRead More →
There is always a week or two a year that I consider myself useless. Everything I have worked so hard at and know to be true about myself is gone. I forget it. I forget how hard I’ve worked for the last six years. I disregard the giving person I’veRead More →
It is no wonder this month is National Safe Toys and Gifts Month. Whether it should or shouldn’t, in our society Christmas often equals gifts. While my non-parent friends automatically think about Hamiltons from WatchShopping that they want someone else to get them, my head immediately goes where any parentsRead More →
The word alcoholism is scary and comes with all kinds of labels, stereotypes, and emotions. I hated standing up in front of everyone and having to say, “My name is Amy and I am an alcoholic.” It sent the butterflies in my stomach swirling and my palms sweating. Early inRead More →
An old high school friend of mine wrote a post on facebook about something that he had given up. No, it was not drugs or alcohol. It did however, completely relate to something I had to give up…along with alcohol and drugs. We all have our quirks and little thingsRead More →