I receive many emails each day from supporters of mine who are struggling. I want more than anything to be able to help each person individually, but I have found that because I care about each of you SO DAMN MUCH, that oftentimes I end up becoming incredibly overwhelmed because I can’t help but to…
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***Domestic Violence*** Have you ever made a decision in your life that was so large that it not only changed the direction of your life, but also the lives of those around you? I have. Twice. However, you wouldn’t know it by looking at me. I’m your average mom: I have three kids, a nice…
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Ironically, I would normally post about recovery from addiction; which will no doubt be a constant struggle of mine. However, living with abuse is what actually caused me to become a shell of a person. My raver days and journals to God and drugs for decades were all set aside when I married someone. He…
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Each week I am going to be posting an inspirational story from someone who has battled, and overcome adversity. You were all so moved by my story, so imagine what a VILLAGE of us sharing our truths can do! Drugs, alcohol, food, sex, gambling, hoarding, self-harm, co-dependency, abuse, violence, whatever it is you have survived, I…
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*TW: Language of self-harm* When I was younger I thought I lived a pretty normal life. I guess all kids think their lives are normal until they get old enough to really look around and see their life is actually a little different. I was the youngest of five girls. Our parents had their own…
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Two years into my undergraduate degree at the most prestigious university in the PNW, I was renting an apartment with my best friend and teammate a couple miles from campus and was finally independent. I was finally free to eat what I want, act how I want, and do what I want to do; needless…
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Envelopes. It all started with envelopes. Mom would ask me to take “notes” to her friends. I later found out that these “notes” contained quarter papers of methamphetamine. It wasn’t until I was cooking a batch of it with my mom that I realized that there were no actual words written inside. We moved from…
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I watched my brother go through addiction when I was around 10 years old. I always swore that I would never drink and I would never do drugs. That changed when I had my first drink of alcohol around age twelve. I didn’t drink much that first time, but I instantly knew that I liked…
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