Dead at 17

The most difficult thing I did in addiction treatment was write my own obituary. You see, I was seventeen when I overdosed and almost died and ended up in adolescent inpatient addiction treatment for the second time. My story began like many stories begin – childhood pain and trauma, an endless searching, and the discovery…

Thankful Thank You

Have you ever said “thanks” thru gritted teeth? Smiling but your jaw is tight and your eyes are squinting. It’s painful but you know you should say it. It’s hard, but you have to. It’s so difficult you almost don’t do it but there is something inside of you that knows deep down there is…

At the Market

On what planet did I ever think I would be a stay at home mom with twins – one boy, one girl to boot. Not this one. The earth that I always knew prior to this was filled with hardship, pain, loss, then redemption and re-building: building a life and career in the recovery field…