I set a goal. Way back at the beginning of this recovery, I set a goal. After the first day, the day for tears and
I almost believed a lie today. Almost. Those voices in my head are so dang sneaky, but I’ve learned something in this journey. I’ve learned
I love my life. I would hope that most people could make that statement, but my fear is that many can’t. I often times look
What if life is more? And no one ever told you. No one ever told you that the road you are on actually leads nowhere.
I was blessed to share my testimony in church yesterday as part of Pastor Bob’s sermon series on Habakuk. Each week he has been leading
I’ve been struggling the past few weeks. Not really sure why. It has to do with that feeling of being out of control. When I
Short term for the long term. Benj and I said that to each other almost every day when I was in treatment. This is the
Baby steps. Absolutely nothing wrong with baby steps. I remember at treatment I could not even imagine what recovered would be like. It seemed unattainable.
The most powerful definition of a word is in the absence of it. I don’t believe you can truly understand and appreciate freedom until you
I’ve been sitting here for a good hour, typing, deleting, typing, deleting, typing again, deleting again. I’m convinced that I’ve lost the ability to write.