When I was five years sober, I hit an emotional bottom. I was still making terrible decisions and no longer had an intoxication defense to justify them. I found myself unable to look in the mirror sober, because I didn’t appreciate the reflection. Other than the inability to drown my sorrowsRead More →
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 →
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 →
A few months after I completed rehab, I came across a woman who ended up sending me some speaker CDs from a 12-step meeting. I didn’t open them right away. She told me she would be sending them so I knew what they were. I didn’t open them for aRead More →