
What Does Recovery Mean To Me?
Sunday mornings always seem to be a time where I sit in silence and allow my thoughts to travel into the mystic. When you get caught in the gears of the everyday grind, you need to have some...
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Sunday mornings always seem to be a time where I sit in silence and allow my thoughts to travel into the mystic. When you get caught in the gears of the everyday grind, you need to have some...
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I was placed in foster care at a young age and began my drinking career at age nine. I stole beer from my foster parents and was violently beaten for my actions but it didn’t matter to me be...
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I’m a fairly confident woman. I’m pretty enough. I’m well educated. I have the tangible things that others long for, a husband, children, a little bit of money. I’m a Christian woman. I try...
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There is a familiar expression that goes like this: You're either going to sink or swim. 5 years ago, I was drowning. I was drowning myself in $2.28 bottles of rare reserve vodka. I would ta...
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Let's get real for a second. We all love to drink. If we didn't love it, we wouldn't do it. No matter how much I hate OxyContin, there is a part of me that will always love it. I had no idea...
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