"You should have eaten a salad instead of cake." Digest that one, then move on.
Colors of my mind.
Addiction destroys relationships. It constructs walls of doubt and will spin one false storyline after another. Loss ushers in an unfamiliar grief cycle.
The tragedy is not about mental illness.The tragedy is our general misunderstanding of our own ability to respond. The tragedy lies in our lost hope and dreams for a future that we still navigate.
My ultimate victory didn't come from wielding swords. No, my victory came through complete surrender.
..I sat recovering from sets of circumstances that knocked me off my balance, and laughed as I took a free fall into the dark caverns of defeat. That piece of depression pisses me off- the laughter I hear as I crash. I hate that laughter, so the comeback is typically my game.
I refuse to allow your misunderstood ideas interfere with my living life to the fullest. I also refuse to live within the confines of the margins you create.
The social media craze is now permanent. I often drive down a street and see an oncoming car looking at their phone- no matter how many commercials are out there against this practice. There is scrolling in waiting rooms, cashier lines, at family gatherings, etc., etc. etc. I am not innocent here, just simply stating …
Looking back, I thought I'd never survive. Looking ahead, I hope I always will.
A mother's journey through a child's addiction.