Mothering Addiction: A parent’s story of heartache, healing, and keeping the door open– by Linda Harrison Hatcher (Full disclosure: the above is an affiliate link)
I am often asked the question, “How do I write my story?”
People say they just can’t get started.
Just write from the heart. Write how you feel and just let it pour out without any thought about editing or anything else. That’s when the best happens. And most cleansing.
by Timothy Donald
I can remember suffering from depression, feeling inadequate and unloved at the age of eight. My parents were young– mom was seventeen and dad was nineteen. My mom was a single parent who struggled, worked all the time and did the best she could. But I was pretty much on my
by Pamela James
I was diagnosed in April with Bipolar II. I am 55 years old. Fifty five.
It was a shock, but then again, it explained all my struggles in life: jobs, relationships, moods, parenting, depression, rage. Thanks to a wonderful psychiatrist, I am on a very successful combination of medications.
In addition to my first reader, a writer named Susan in Maine, I’m letting some of my family members read the manuscript of my first book. I asked Richard if he wanted to read it. He did. And he started in the car on the drive down to the Outer Banks vacation.
When we arrive in Duck, North Carolina
When I wrote this article in 2014, The Agony of a Child’s Mental Illness, I felt alone and naked on an island.
I was exposing my family’s ugly secret in public. To have a child not thriving is the last thing a parent wants to admit because it feels like a failure.
I was supremely
by Tammy Ozolins
On April 30, 2018 my world came crashing down when my daddy died.
He had been sick and even though I knew he would not be around for Christmas this year, I did expect to go home this summer and see him, and obviously that did not happen. I will remember this day like it was yesterday.
by Tim Alexander
Five days a week I’ve been training for the 43rd Marine Corps Marathon, my first ever. I chose to fundraise as a St. Jude’s Hero for the marathon yet I wanted to find a way to honor our loved ones lost to addiction after an amazing individual I met in recovery, Sean S., who died
So this past week, we went to the Outer Banks with my husband’s family—a tradition since 1989. This is where our vacations were spent when my children were growing up and a where a lot of memories live. These are the loved ones about whom my son, Charles, wrote
by Michael Widuch
Note from Anne Moss: Michael is a thoughtful young man who attended a special needs school. He has an anxiety and mood disorder, sleep disorder, learning disabilities (learning receptive disorder and reading disorder), and has suffered from suicidal thoughts.