I was the soccer mom, the football team mom, even the chaperone for school dances and booster club meetings. I was all in. Gradually though, my life became about using to not get dope sick. I was a drug addict.
I knew people who had been on for five to ten years or longer and their lives had not improved—so I did not see medication-assisted recovery as a way out of active addiction. In my vastly under-informed opinion, it was just a way to work the system and get your buzz for free.
I have one rule for my sobriety. I don’t pick up, no matter what. I figure if I follow that rule, I’ll be alright. Everything else is a suggestion. There are many recommendations I observe — I pick… Read More
Dear Friends Who Don’t Understand Addiction, Please stop referring to people who have, or are struggling with an addiction, as “they.” “They should just…” “Why can’t they just…” “They should know better…” “They did this to themselves…. Read More
Today is my anniversary. I am one year free from opiate addiction – from drugs; drugs I took with and without a prescription. I am a drug addict. I didn’t choose to be a drug addict; my brain… Read More