Where’s the line between healthy pride in how far you’ve come and sinister pride that sneaks up and sabotages recovery?
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 become stressed quite often. I spin too many plates, juggle too many flaming sticks, and usually have too many irons in the fire. I’m sure it has something to do with the fact that I selfishly want… Read More
Motherhood is hard. I’m sure we can all agree on that. Being a young mother is even harder; especially with all the stigmas out there associated with it. But when addiction is thrown into the chaos of parenthood,… 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