3 Years, but Who’s Counting?
Just because I had intentionally avoided my blog for well over a year doesn’t mean that I have been avoidingContinue Reading
Category: Addiction
Navigating through Year 2
My grief journey has been a painful one; I compare the pain of that first year to an invasive surgery without any anesthesia. I hurt more than I ever thought humanly possible. I found myself paralyzed by grief for a long time.
When You’ve Lived my Life You Can Judge Me
Please don’t judge people. You don’t know what it took someone to get out of bed, look and feel presentable as possible and face the day. You never truly know the daily struggles of others.
See You Again
As I have walked through the motions of the past couple of weeks, I have found myself at several times pinching myself to see if I was going going to wake up from this endless nightmare of grief that I’ve been attempting to trudge through for the past 363 days. Will I wake up? Will Angela be healthy? Will I receive my daily text or call from her? Unfortunately I snap out of it. This is my reality. My sister lost her battle to addiction and our family has been attempting to pick up the pieces.
A Letter to My Sister
Ang,
I could write for hours, I’ll attempt to keep my note today simple & to the point. I miss you. We hurt. I hurt. My pain is unbearable, but I mask it pretty well. I cry for you every single day. You should be here. Your ugly disease shouldn’t have lead you down the path of self destruction. You suffered. Your kids suffered. Mom suffered. Tom suffered. I suffered. My girls suffered. Our family suffered. Your friends suffered. Acquaintances suffered. I carry the hurt that you felt, the pain that you had – emotionally, mentally and physically. Oh, how I wish I could have taken that away from my baby sister. That’s what we do as big sisters, huh? But I couldn’t.
Reflecting on 2016 – The Good, The Bad & The Ugly
While I will never go around with my head hanging low, sulking, tell people how badly I have it – I must say that 2016 is not one that I want to replay nor would I wish anyone to step in my shoes and walk through.
Today, I Choose to be Thankful
Because I could write a page a day for the next year on these special people; I’m going to share a bullet list of people & things that I reflect through the year & the new people in my life that I’ve been grateful enough to meet on the road of grief I’ve faced and in every day.
I Am Thankful For My Mother & Kids
Tis the Season to Be Thankful. This post could run on for pages…..I will attempt to keep this short &Continue Reading
Burning House
I’ve never been one to keep up with new songs being released. I’m one of those people that can listen toContinue Reading
A Sweet Taste of Hell
Did you know that nearly 23 million Americans—almost one in 10—are addicted to alcohol or other drugs?
After Ang passed I wrote a letter to a friend (basically journal writing), giving brief examples of the Roller Coaster Ride that I’d been on…..I will begin sharing as time allows.
Ang & I have alcoholism/addiction on both sides of our family. The odds were against us. Our father, grandmother, great-grandfather and an Aunt & Uncle. So far, I’m beating the odds and that’s what I plan to do – I will not let the demon get me.
My Side of Suicide and Addiction 