I just celebrated a six-year anniversary. An anniversary marking six years of being free of the addiction that created so much havoc and dis-ease in my life. Six years abstinent of the chemical hooks that promised me brighter days, and led me to darker corridors. While yes, I am proud. I do take a momentContinue reading “Clean Time”
Public Schools & Substance Use
Public school. It’s where the bulk of the American populus will spend the majority of their childhood and adolescence.
I didn’t want to know
There’s this fear when you get sober, this overwhelming fear of losing your freedom. It’s easy to romanticize the lifestyle as being free, an experience of rebellion coated with substances abound. I get it. There’s not a lot of other obligations to uphold when your priority is always to get high again. The vulnerability ofContinue reading “An Ode to Freedom”
When you’re in recovery, your friends die. Your friends die, a lot. That may seem brash, or cold, or dehumanizing; But I promise it isn’t. It’s a truth that I came to live with, the reality. Each death, while still heartbreakingly tragic- became less and less shocking. I was growing increasingly complacent. Until, that is,Continue reading “Cody’s Miracle”