Brittanie’s Story – Recovering Beautifully.

*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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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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