by Juggling The Jenkins | Mar 11, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
The phone rang. It was an insurance estimator asking to make an appointment to take a look at the damage on my vehicle from an accident the previous day. I told him that I didn’t have an accident. He told me that, actually, I had reported a couple of separate...
by Juggling The Jenkins | Mar 4, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
***Trigger warning: mentions abortion and sexual abuse*** I grew up in a small town in British Columbia, Canada, right on the ocean. Endless fresh air, outdoor activities and so much love from my family. It was truly a perfect childhood. I was oblivious to the evils...
by Juggling The Jenkins | Feb 22, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
***Trigger Warning: Talk of suicide and self-harm*** I grew up with a verbally and emotionally abusive father. We weren’t allowed to talk about our true emotions, instead, we had to act like everything was ok. The only emotion that was acceptable was anger and...
by Juggling The Jenkins | Feb 17, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
My name is Lindsey and I am an addict. As a child, my parents gave us all the material things you could think of and we were a wealthy family. I am one of six children. I have one younger sister, three older sisters, and one older brother. I developed an eating...
by Juggling The Jenkins | Feb 6, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
Everybody has a story. Where they grew up, what their family was like, how they did in school, who their friends were. But it wasn’t until I was introduced to the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous in Omaha, NE that I was told that none of it mattered: why I am the...
by Juggling The Jenkins | Jan 27, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.
Growing up I had a seemingly normal life, however, I experienced trauma and childhood abuse early on that I learned to keep quiet from my immediate family. This “secret keeping” and an overwhelming sense that there was something wrong with me would follow me and...
