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Anthony’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

Anthony’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

by Juggling The Jenkins | Sep 15, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.

Hello, my name is Anthony (Tony) and I’m an alcoholic. I was a typical teenager who would party with friends, smoke weed, and drink A LOT. It wasn’t until I was about 20 years old that I really hit the bottle hard. At the time I lived with my cousin, who...
Vanessa’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

Vanessa’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

by Juggling The Jenkins | Aug 24, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.

Growing up, society taught me that I should not disclose that I am an alcoholic or an addict – that my addiction is something I should be ashamed of. I heard this message every time someone described another person’s behavior to be that of a “crackhead.”...
Ida’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

Ida’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

by Juggling The Jenkins | Jun 16, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.

Today a flyer from the LCBO came in the mail. I flipped it open and landed on a page featuring what my favorite drink was before. For a split second in my mind, I really missed drinking. But then all those reasons came flooding back in. I put the flyer down and walked...
Courtney’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

Courtney’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

by Juggling The Jenkins | Apr 22, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.

I had a perfectly normal childhood. The closest thing to tragedy was that my parents divorced when I was 12, and even that wasn’t very tragic. It was in everyone’s best interest. My sister and I lived with my mom but saw my dad on a regular basis. I was raised in the...
Terri’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

Terri’s Story – Recovering Beautifully

by Juggling The Jenkins | Apr 13, 2021 | Recovering Beautifully - Your Stories of Hope.

My childhood was really happy, albeit a bit lonely. I was an Air Force brat. For those non-military people this meant we moved every 3 years (or less) for my entire life up until I turned 16 and my dad retired. I never had close friendships that lasted. After my dad...
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