I met my significant other during the last two years of my active drug addiction, so he has seen me behave pretty badly. He was the one standing next to me apologizing for my behavior while we were out, and often came home from work to find me loaded onRead 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 →
For the first two years of my son’s life, I was an alcoholic who didn’t drink, but still allowed the disease to run my life. It was a scary time. I never hurt my son physically, but I probably scared him a few times with my anger. Sometimes I justRead More →