I’m slowly starting to trust that I won’t, like, die if I put on my vulnerability pants.

hi.
It’s been five or so months since I last posted. I’m not sure wny I stopped posting; after all I’m sort of known as a successful blogger, if you will.  I’m not afraid so much about sharing this vulnerable moments of my life; I truly believe that one of my callings in life is to share my imperfections and vulnerabilities from the diseases of alcoholism, eating disorders, drugs, and any other addictions.
It is only in the last couple of weeks that the ground feels more solid around my feet, and I’m slowly starting to trust that I won’t, like, die if I put on my vulnerability pants.


So, I hope you’ll join me on this journey of sobriety, and more than that -- living.  I will be vulnerable in future posts, because I believe the true way to end the stigma of addiction and mental illness requires us to stand up and be brave and show everyone that we are imperfect, but we are also resilient and loving and even broken.  But many something that is broken can be fixed. Changed a little bit, but no less beautiful.

Let’s talk about the broken, mended, and beautiful bad asses we are.

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