ACOAs, it’s time to call B.S. on your self-care excuses
Five years or so ago, I saw this bike for sale. I’ve never been particularly interested in biking of any kind – slowly down a…
Experiencing the holidays as the child of an alcoholic
Merry holiday season, friends. It’s here. Growing up, I had mixed feelings about the holidays – and by “the holidays,” I mean six weeks of…
What I promised my grandma about addiction
Seven days ago, my 84-year-old grandma left this world for a better one after eight long years battling Alzheimer’s Disease. It was so painful to…
Why taking good care of ourselves is hard
One of the things I struggle most with is acknowledging that I am responsible only for myself in life. That’s it. Only me. In fact,…
Hey, ACOAs. We should blame ourselves.
“We are taught you must blame your father, your sisters, your brothers, the school, the teachers – but never blame yourself. It’s never your fault….
The pain of loving an addict
I’ve spent my entire life worried that my mother is going to die. The worry is with me every day – as familiar as on…