I first tried to get sober during the months of autumn, with the holidays looming,…
I’m smoking a cigarette on a lawn chair by a beautiful pool up in the…
In my second week of sobriety, I lost my first friend. Wade was a tweaker…
My mother asked me this morning, based on my extensive personal experience, what I believed…
Although it is an odd thing to say about something that has always been based…
My pregnant wife drank her first glass of wine around the five-month mark. It wasn’t…
In recovery, we speak often of “authentic self”—an unearthing, a return, or an introduction to…
How do people live in this world? That’s a line from a novel I really…
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