We stood outside the entrance doors. Three to six months at the minimum, I had…
The following morning I got a text message: “That kiss was a mistake, I have moved…
A pitifully worn book of short stories lay on my little kitchen table when I…
Telling friends, family and co-workers I was heading off to inpatient rehab for sexual addiction…
I grew up fantasizing about what it would be like to live on my own;…
I always want to see realistic depictions of addiction in movies and on television, but…
Two years ago I saw the play Bill W. and Dr. Bob in lower Manhattan…
There are many misconceptions about what life in recovery is like. Before getting sober myself,…
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