Speaker, Author and Comedian.
Tiffany Jenkins is the funny lady behind “Juggling the Jenkins”. She has over 3.8 million Facebook followers and counting! Tiffany is a wife, mother, best-selling author, content creator and recovering addict. Although best known for her funny viral Facebook and YouTube videos, Tiffany is incredibly passionate about bringing awareness to mental illness. She speaks shamelessly,…
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My book is NOW available anywhere books are sold! When word got out that Tiffany Jenkins was withdrawing from opiates on the floor of a jail cell, people in her town were shocked. Not because of the 20+ felonies she’d committed, or the nature of her crimes, or that she’d been captain of the high…
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Need a speaker for you next event? Tiffany Jenkins uses her humor and life experiences to talk openly and honestly about addiction, anxiety, mental health and motherhood. She has headlined her own cross-country tour and spoken in jails, at high schools, recovery events and more. If you have questions or would like to know more…
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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…
Read More****TRIGGER WARNING**** Sexual Abuse They first came for me when I was 6 years old. I told my parents about the assaults at age 8. The teenagers and men continued the abuses until I was 13. Looking back, as a 45 year old single mother of a 17 year old son, I can’t begin to…
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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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*TW: Eating disorder.* So I softly said to my body “I want to be your friend.” It took a long deep breath and said “I’ve been waiting a lifetime for this.” When I made the decision and had this chat with my mind and body it took months of waking up and deciding, “I am…
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I have recovered and transformed beautifully. Kylie
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By: Micki Webb Copyright 2019 mickiwebb626@gmail.com I remember the day so vividly, the words ringing hard in my ear pressed against the cold phone, “You’ll need to come into the office. Something is off in the numbers on your AFP test.” The nurse from my OBGYN’s office announced this to my five months pregnant self…
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*TW – Eating Disorder* I’ve always been a little chubbier than the kids my age, but I was never very overweight. I had a normal childhood and did lots of sports in my early years at school. When I approached high school, I stopped doing sports, because I felt like I wasn’t good enough to…
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**trigger warning, drugs and abuse** Hi, my name is Dorothy and I am an addict. Many people in my life, know some of my story, however I have never felt strong enough or brave enough to share it all; until now, thanks to Tiffany and all of the other amazing people that have shared their…
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Most people don’t know this about me, but I have had an eating disorder since I was eight years old. I became anorexic after the third grade, as a result of severe emotional abuse from a couple of people in my life at the time. I’m 23 now, and I’ve fought to get my life…
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You can see clearly from the “then” picture posted above that I was not healthy. I was underweight and my eyes, well, they just look awful. My name is Amanda Burns, I am 26 years old and it has been 3 years, 8 months, and 22 days since I have been free of addiction. I…
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My story starts off like most that you hear of heroin addicts these days. I am a 27-year-old female raised in an upper-class white family who, on the outside, seemed to have everything that everyone wanted. The big house, a family with money, dropped off to school in a BMW. What I didn’t have was…
Read MoreIt’s been nearly twelve years since I began recovering. I didn’t think of my issue as an addiction until now. I didn’t realize how much I relied on cutting as a coping mechanism. I self-harmed and I’m recovering. But not every day is an easy day. There are days where I long for the pain.…
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Leaving a parent at a treatment center time after time at a young age was life changing. It is a feeling that could only be understood by another child who kept losing their mother over and over to addiction. I thought it would be my lesson on not abusing drugs, my “what not to do.”…
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It was September 11th, 2009. I slowly and painfully opened my eyes to see a screenshot of the Twin Towers collapsing on the news in a memorial tribute they were conducting. I wanted to feel empathy for the pain these people were experiencing, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t feel anything. Because in my own life,…
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I realize I don’t owe anyone an explanation, so I’d like to get that out of the way first. I am completely aware that I am not responsible for how people perceive me — especially when their perceptions are askew. Full disclosure, this isn’t for them—it’s for me. Why is it important that I defend…
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How postpartum depression and anxiety wrecked my world… First off, let me start this by saying I know Postpartum Depression and Postpartum Anxiety are two different things. However, in the case of my life… they came together. Both PPD and PPA sucked the joy out my children’s baby years like an evil little leech. They…
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It was a Saturday during the wee hours of a frigid November morning in 2015 that I had finally been found out. The wails coming from my hysterical sister’s mouth were horrific. We were on the back patio of her home, and I had just confessed to her my truth—that I was a drug addict.…
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*The following has been submitted to me, and the writer has asked to remain anonymous. Names have been changed to protect the identity of those involved.* I keep telling myself it’s okay to be angry. How could I not be angry after all the anger that my body endured from a man who was…
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5 years ago I was happily married, with a beautiful little girl, and the home I always wanted.I felt complete. I had no knowledge of the demons that were hiding inside of me. Over time I started to have struggles with the loss of a previous pregnancy, and I wasn’t quite sure how to cope.…
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Self Harm & Sexual Abuse. (Triggers) I grew up in a very chaotic and abusive family, my father and mother were born into chaotic families themselves and had very little skills in the way of parenting, loving, or emotional/self-regulation. They did the best they could, but it left me and my brother very…
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Four years ago, I was a stay-home mom to two beautiful children. Despite being in an unfulfilling marriage and feeling like a desperate housewife, my children gave me purpose. Over time, the demands of motherhood and beginning a new career to get out of the home and find myself again, proved too much, too…
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Last Tuesday, my alarm didn’t have a chance to go off as it is on most days. My one year old daughter babbled softly in her crib; the monitor a beacon on my nightstand. I caffeinated and tip-toed around my sleeping husband and blew my hair dry and snuggled my baby and fed the dog.…
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I recently celebrated six years clean and sober. How is it possible that the before photo was really me at one time.? I can’t believe I’ve made it this far. I remember getting arrested that morning six years ago like it was yesterday. I was so lost and so broken. I was only a shell…
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From as early as I can remember, I’ve never felt comfortable in my own skin. The outsides never matched the insides. I had it all growing up. Love from my parents, privileges, opportunities, and material items. Yet somehow, I was never happy and always wanted more. From a very young age I acted out,…
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My parents divorced when I was 11 and I felt like I was robbed of a life. We went from family vacations and getting tucked into bed every night, to scraping up loose change in order to eat. Growing up in the house with my mother who was once a safe, at-home housewife, and…
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I had a wonderful childhood. Hard working father and a loving and attentive mother. I have one brother, two years my junior and we were very close growing up. Middle class family in a beautiful neighborhood. The picture perfect “normal” family. I met and fell in love with a fella when I was eighteen years…
Read MoreI grew up the youngest of four, in Ohio. I dabbled in every drug known to man: pot, acid, brown mescaline, and I recall something from the late 70’s we took called horse tranquilizers? I’d hang with kids going to keggers, and waking up in bushes with no shoes on thinking it was hilarious. In…
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I knew from a very early age that both of my parents were addicted to drugs. By the time I was fourteen my mom had left us to go be with some guy. When I was seventeen, a senior in high school, my dad was handed four – 99 year sentences. Despite this fact, I…
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I wish I could take credit for “The Toolbox”, but it’s actually something I was introduced to when I first got clean. A woman named Sharon would talk about it every morning, at the 7:30 Wake-up meeting. It was actually her answer for everything: Bad day? “The Toolbox”. Boyfriend cheating? “The Toolbox”. Company Christmas party?…
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The first time I snorted a Percocet, I knew I had found what I had been looking for; something to fill the void in my soul. Something to curb the depression and numb the anxiety. I had tried Vicodin before, but this was different. My body was warm, my smile was almost…
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June 5, 2011. Dear Diary: Crawling on the filthy floor, dodging needles, old cigarette butts, and moldy fast food wrappers, I was on my hands and knees today looking for a tooth. An expensive tooth. Well, more accurately, an expensive dental crown that fell out of my son’s mouth a couple of days ago.…
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Food addiction is a hard thing to explain. Even though you can’t go to jail for it – it can leave you feeling like you have no control. Helpless. Worthless. And in the end, it can kill you. People giggle when I tell them I am a recovering food/sugar addict. They respond with “yeah, I…
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Hey friends! I’ve been hiding one of my truths from you guys, and I didn’t want to voice it until I had a solution. Thanks to a suggestion from one of my supporters, Tara, I think I’ve found it. I’ve been carrying a tremendous amount of guilt lately. I speak openly and honestly about addiction,…
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*Triggers – Drug Use.* I was so good at hiding who I truly was. To the outside world I was a tall blonde, with long legs, who worked full time as a paralegal for one of the top Criminal Defense Attorneys in my area. In the evenings I went to law school to further…
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Trigger – Domestic & Sexual Abuse, Drug References. So what went wrong?? After high school, I met….him. He was the “bad boy”. He was handsome, charming, said all the right things, and for some reason, he showed interest in me. The first time he hit me was because I made a joke at his…
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When I was one year old, my dad was a high rise window cleaner and my Mom, a school bus driver. We owned our home, paid our mortgage, visited with family and lived a fairly normal life. Until my dad did not strap himself in, and fell off of a high rise building. Fortunately he…
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Hi My Name is Alechia, and I am a Thankful Grateful and Blessed Recoving (Meth) Addict. My Clean Date is July 27 2008. Life wasn’t always the Hell I created it to be, I wasn’t always a prisoner stuck in my own mind. At one point I was a normal, regular girl who started going…
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Jesus is a buzz killer…this is my story of recovery. My name is Tracy, I am 47 years old and I am a recovering alcoholic. I remember my first taste of beer. When I was a little girl my Dad would let me “pour” his beer for him. I would get a special amber colored…
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***Triggers – Self Harm*** My story isn’t your typical addiction story. My story begins when I was thirteen years old, and I accidently got a scratch on my arm. At that moment, I remember feeling a sense of pain… But in a strange way, it also felt good. I couldn’t tell you the first…
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***Triggers – Graphic drug language and unwanted sexual situations*** I would say I had it pretty good growing up since I was never abused or molested, but growing up with an alcoholic/addict stepfather made for a pretty tumultuous home life at times. Because of the fact my stepdad used heroin and it…
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**Trigger – Miscarriage** I was nineteen when I had my first miscarriage… I started having a severe pain on my left ovary, and I went to doctor after doctor for years trying to find the cause of it—with no success. I was referred to pain management, and it felt as if I had been given up on. My choices were pain meds…or…
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“You know I hate when you just stand there and stare at me,” my husband said from the couch, barely looking up from his video game. “Yeah, but I married you, which means that I get to stare at you whenever I want,” I replied as a mildly defeated, sort of smug smile formed on his face.…
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My name is Annie and I am a addict. I come from a family of addicts. My mother, father and siblings battled this miserable disease long before I did. So let’s just say the odds have been stacked against me since I escaped the womb. My parents were also extremely abusive to one another. I can…
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**Warning – Triggers** Growing up I had a tough life. My father was a police officer, and my mom was a prescription drug addict. My father’s new wife not only kept me from my mother, but she also abused me. By the time I was almost twelve, I had run away from home five times. The…
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My name is Tiffany, and I’ll be 26 next month by God’s grace. Many years ago I found out through a prescription I had been given, that I liked pain pills. I didn’t think I would end up as I did throughout the years. I partied and was doing things at 13, that most people…
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Hiyah, I am Sylvia Rose LeBeau. I grew up as a PK (Preacher’s kid) in the south. My future was already planned for me, I would be the wife of a missionary, and travel the world spreading the gospel. Whoops! I began experimenting with alcohol at the age of 12, it was Smirnoff (yeck). At…
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*Trigger Warning* (Names of drugs.) Hi! I’m Andi, and I’m an addict. My clean date is March 23rd, 2016, so I just celebrated 20 months of freedom from heroin (and crack and meth when I was trying to stop the heroin). The following is my journey thus far… The first time I acknowledged that I…
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**Picture of baby in hopes it helps you not to hate me…** Hey you, I am writing this from the floor of my bathroom, because I don’t want to stir my husband from his slumber, (lucky bastard). Sleep, what even is sleep? Anyway, I think we can all agree, that grammar and punctuation have never…
Read MoreHey friends, I’m gonna keep this brief because I have to leave the house in exactly 4 minutes. But, I couldn’t leave without giving you this update. The past week has been mentally exhausting. Making decisions has never been my strong suit (spelling? Too tired.) So making a monumental decision such as publishing a book…
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They say ignorance is bliss. I don’t find this to be true. Ignorance in my case, was the catalyst to my self destruction. I remember the very first time I experienced my drug of choice. I was sitting in a computer chair at my best friends house, and burning a Dave Matthews C.D. to play in my…
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The smell of freshly baked cookies greeted me as I entered our tiny, two bedroom apartment. My mother often slept during the day, so the delicious aroma was a bit perplexing. My mother was a bartender and worked nights, usually staying out until the wee hours of the morning. She slept during the day and most times…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey friends! I know I said I was going to stop with all the giveaway’s, so when I was asked to review this children’s book, initially, I was hesitant. Once I heard however, what they are doing for children in need with the book, my heart soared and I jumped on the opportunity to be a part of…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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The intrusive siren of my alarm ripped me from my peaceful island, and suddenly I found myself within the 4 walls of my bedroom. My fan hummed in the distance, a soundtrack to the army of thoughts suddenly invading my mind. I blinked a few times, and let out a sigh as I lazily kicked my covers…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey friends. The past 5 months since I’ve started my Facebook page have been — incredible, to say the least. Everything has happened so quickly and honestly I was not expecting any of this. I have been averaging around 2,000 new followers a week and it’s totally blowing my mind. I am thrilled, grateful and…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hello friends! And a big fat hello to all my new friends that just joined in on the craziness today! Whew. Speaking of today. I don’t want to braaaaaggggg…..buttttt….. We made it onto the news guys! A real live news channel with reporters and teleprompters and fancy business clothes! whaaaat?!?! In case you missed it,…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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I’ve included a Christmas picture of me from 1990 for no reason at all. Some of you watched my most recent “Live” video (…Er, sorry about that) and aside from witnessing me flop my “pool toy” around, you got to hear some news I shared in regards to possibly writing a book. Since sharing this…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey everyone! So I haven’t written in a bit and my fingers have been itching to get some thoughts down on paper. Whew, what a crazy week it’s been, huh? Since I posted my “Eyebrow Stamp” video on my Facebook Page, things have been poppin’ off! I have gained like 700 something new followers and…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought me…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
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Hey buds! I’m sitting here with a fancy avocado mask on my face, trying my best to stay looking like I’m 21 for as long as possible. But I need to get something off my chest. I have always believed in being completely transparent with you all, ‘cuz you’re my peoples. So I need to make…
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Hey Friend! There’s good news and there’s bad news. Which do you want first? I’ll give you the bad news, because by now you already kinda know… This blog series is no longer available on this website. I’m sorry! I have always dreamed of writing and publishing a book, ever since my Dad bought…
Read MoreI just got home from a meeting and had to sit down and document the way I feel, because I want to remember this feeling forever. This evening at the NA meeting, I had the privilege of sharing my story in front of a room full of people in early recovery. I have been a…
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Hey friends! You know that moment, when your walking through the mall, minding your own business, and all the sudden in your peripheral vision you see a person beginning to approach you from a kiosk. You try to avoid eye contact and pick up the pace of your step, in an attempt to visually convey the…
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