Tag: grief

The Weight of Surviving

“You are so strong.” “You are such a survivor.” “You must be so thankful to have come through so much.” It was an innocent enough start to a conversation with a family member this week and yet those… Read More

Heroin Stole My Sister

My little sister is an addict; a full-blown, non-stop, can’t see the rock bottoms she’s hitting, heroin addict. It makes my heart hurt. The last time I saw her, I was embarrassed, ashamed, and afraid. That was over a… Read More

I Couldn’t See The Present

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… Read More

There’s A Crack In My Foundation

I am always encouraging contributors to write about the things that scare them; the things they don’t want to write about. Today it’s my turn and I’m taking my own advice. I was recently asked to contribute to… Read More

I Didn’t Know I Was Grieving

I spent years lost in an addiction that brought me to places darker than any ray of hope could ever possibly reach. At times, death seemed like not just an option, but the solution to save me from… Read More