The reason I was finally able to get help for my SUD. My substance use was never a problem. I told myself. It was the dentist, wasn’t it? It’s his fault. It was my childhood trauma, wasn’t it? It was my annoying neighbor, my annoying partner, and my annoying boss. It was never me. I […]
Hello, my name is Kristal B. For me, abusing alcohol was a means of combatting the crippling anxiety that developed in my late teens and early twenties. I went to community college for high school and transitioned to a four-year university when I was 17. It was there that my irrational fear and panic disorder […]
By Daniel Casey Not less than 24 hours after the news of the pandemic reached our country, recovery communities began to act hastily. With lockdowns in place and the CDC limiting any type of gatherings, many recovery communities took to the online video meeting format called Zoom. Prior to Zoom, certain recovery communities had online […]
People are worried about their well-being. People are losing their jobs. People aren’t able to attend school. People aren’t able to see their friends and family. People are dying. People in recovery are still dying… We are facing a global pandemic that many people alive today have not experienced before. This has unseen consequences that […]
As I use to stare from my withdrawn eyes, I could not find any reason to want to live or feel anything through my lonely cries. I got knocked down only to get back up stronger then I’ve ever been before. I am living proof that survivals a must, I have a purpose in this […]
Hi, I’m Ashlee and I’m an alcoholic, an addict, a daughter, sister, friend, business owner, sponsor, sponsee, and an active member in a 12-step program. My life has completely opened to something absolutely beautiful & indescribable today all because I chose to sit all the way down, open my mind, get honest & willing and […]
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Poetry By Jessica Suliman
Each day upon awaking I must prepare for battle I hear the snake hissing as he slithers and he rattles There is a bad seed planted in the darkest corners of my mind A past that is most haunting and it is trailing close behind I am my own worst enemy and my thoughts are […]
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When I See By Emily Czaplicki
When I see the resting bottle When the liquor store looks like winning the lotto When my pain transfers into pleasure When a yard stick can no longer measure When I see Everything I can be It’s no longer I but we When I travel into the past to see old faces And silhouettes of […]
