Mom, you didn’t raise an alcoholic. You helped me pick up all my broken pieces and build me into the woman I am today.
Q: How can I ever forgive myself for leaving my son for months — for meth. Where do I start? Help! Signed, “Guilt Ridden Mom” A: Dear Guilt Ridden, Thank you for being so brave and reaching out…. Read More
I was recently asked, by a member of our group, to explain my thoughts re: the differences between offering 100% emotional support and “enabling,” as it relates to our mission. Since it’s such an incredible and important question,… Read More
Recently a friend of mine told her husband about some of the things I did while I was drinking. He said he couldn’t picture it – any of it. While I was thankful to hear that, I also… Read More
I wrote this letter, not actually intending to give to my daughter (she’s only four), but as a living promise to myself and to her to be the best mother I can be. You said you were afraid of monsters;… Read More