Tag recovery
When people ask me questions about the addict in their life, the only thing I hear is, “How can I make my Addict behave in ways I can understand?” And the response to that question is: Seek to understand your… Continue Reading →
As a writer, I collect metaphors. As a substance abuse counselor, I use the metaphors I collect to help illustrate different topics. One of those illustrated metaphors is featured here: I saw this and stuck in a web right outside… Continue Reading →
While there appears to be a heroin epidemic that is causing middle America to lose their minds, the fact is that, while not every heroin user wants to get clean, there is a treatment protocol that will work. This protocol… Continue Reading →
Talking with someone struggling with an addiction can be frustrating. Not for the reasons that you might think, but because they’re so mired in self-hate that almost every thought he or she utters is a projection of that self-hate. So,… Continue Reading →
There is an Aesop’s fable that is so resonant and relevant to recovery that I am compelled to share it and describe its significance. Now, people are always wondering how they know their loved one is ready change. I’ve said… Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking a lot about ways to help get over a bout of general malaise. There’s a ton of work out there about Depression treatment and there’s a whole slew of modalities that are recommended. But, what about those… Continue Reading →
To be clear, there is no easy way to take a hard look at ourselves and accept our failings and weaknesses. Looking at the “bad” things we’ve done and not internalizing the shame that can results from the reflection is… Continue Reading →
Because Addiction is a complex condition, it can be contradictory for pressure for recovery to solely fall on the person struggling with the Addiction. The reality, though, is that the lack of understanding about Addiction and Recovery is part of… Continue Reading →
There wasn’t a lot left – a couple of drops, really. But it called to me and awakened something inside of me. Not really lust, not really gluttony, but more of a memory than anything else. It was a drop… Continue Reading →
The gods must have been twiddling their thumbs when they allowed me to emerge into a circumstance that should have killed me, as it has so many of my homeboys. At least those bored gods in the universe armed me… Continue Reading →
