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 →
I woke up this morning before the sun came up. I felt excited about the day and a part of me couldn’t wait until the kids were up so we could start it. I knew where I was, and my car was parked exactly where I remember leaving it. AsRead 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 →