I jumped from job to job and relationship to relationship. I loved being a party girl, going out every night and getting wasted. I thought it made my life fun. Sure, there was shame and regret in the morning, but I could wash that away with a few drinks. When I was around 21, I met the man that is now my husband. We were, “the party couple,” until my birth control failed and I found myself pregnant. Our parents convinced us getting marriage was the right thing to do, so we did.
I beat my drinking demon to a pulp today. My illness and I fought — good and hard on the wrestling mat — and against all odds, I won. It was a terrifying match. I finished bloody, messy and exhausted…but I… Read More
There’s something almost magical about coming up for air after the long winter months, hiding under the heavy blanket of seasonal depression. There is a part of me – even after 17 years of sobriety – that whispers… Read More
The first time I heard this it stopped me in my tracks. So simple. No bullshit. No magic tricks where someone pulls something out of a hat. Just truth. Just because I want to drink or use, doesn’t… Read More
Q: Tomorrow is my 3 year soberversary. I was a drinker from 13, quit to incubate my 2 kids (now 12 & 13), then turned into the fun, drinking mom. I drank with my friends, my family, strangers,… Read More