When I published Love and Addiction with Archie Brodsky in 1975, we received catcalls from…
The days blend together. It might have been day four. It might have been day…
Living as a recovered alcoholic isn’t a cakewalk. And I’m always watchful for the traditional…
PTSD is elusive; it hides in the shadows and lurks where you least expect it.…
In 1994, when David Adam was in his early twenties, he developed a curious fixation:…
I can still hear it ringing in my ears, “Your brother was a junkie who…
At one Alcoholics Anonymous meeting I recently attended, there was a tweaker in the corner…
Usually, in Brazil, it is forbidden to sell alcohol inside stadiums. But a request from…