From Honor Roll to Heroin-My Story, by Brittany

From Honor Roll to Heroin-My Story, by Brittany

I remember getting kicked off my softball team. My years of being a straight edged, athletic, follow the rules student were rapidly dwindling. I had been skipping school so often that my grades had slipped from A’s to D’s. I maybe went to one practice a week and my love for the game had faded. My addiction was slowly creeping …

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My Daughter the Addict-A Suburban Mom’s Nightmare

I was the PTO mom, the carpool mom, the Brownie leader. We ate family dinners at the table, taught our children manners and took family vacations. My husband and I were blessed to have very good jobs. My daughter, Brittany, the beautiful girl in the photo, was the honor roll student, the volunteer at the city parks and recreation department …

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April wellness brings May recovery.

April Willingness Brings May Recovery, by Asher Levine

I have been telling clients that “you can’t schedule crisis on a calendar,” when they call for the first time. But the first two weeks of April have been booked solid with seven referrals and a few more families still working on their plan to no longer support the addiction. One family, I consulted with recently had contacted several interventionist …

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Loving an Addict-The Secret VIP Club.

Loving an Addict-The Secret VIP Club

During my daughter’s 7-year battle with addiction, many people suggested that I seek help for myself. That this was too much for me to handle alone. “Katie, you should really go to a support group, or talk to a therapist”. At first, I really resisted. Are you kidding me? Who has time for that!! “She’s the one with the problem, …

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Desperate to Get High-And Desperate For Peace, by Brittany

You Cannot Live Here Anymore

When my daughter Brittany suffered her seizures, she was in the hospital for 5 days. 5 excruciating long days. I couldn’t sleep, for fear she would have another seizure. I had moved the hospital chair around so I could directly face her, my body jumping in fear every time her eyes fluttered. At the time, my husband John and I …

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No One Brings You Casseroles When Your Child is an Addict.

No One Brings You Casseroles When Your Child is an Addict

I remember when I was 15 years old and my Grandfather passed away of cancer. Friends and family brought over casseroles, pies, and lasagnas. Warm cookies left on the porch and neighborly visits of talks and coffee. My mom needed that support. She was able to work through some of her grief without having to worry about making dinners and …

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