I found myself losing hope every time I refreshed the John Hopkins COVID map.
I’m probably not the first law student to argue their first-year moot court intoxicated, but I’m probably in an elite group in that regard.
My quest to maintain a lifestyle wrapped around drugs and alcohol, dragged me down to become someone I never dreamed I’d be. An unethical lawyer.
It’s an excellent time for an uplifting story of recovery, resilience, and redemption. Domenick is a third-year law student at Seton Hall. “I used to wake up every day at 3 am, cold, angry, and sweaty. Cold because my body
On April 8th I celebrated my abstinence-based, thirteen years in long term recovery from alcohol, cocaine, and bulimia (Yes, males develop eating disorders). I reflect with mixed feelings as it also falls on what would be the ninety-fourth birthday of
It’s a cool and overcast February afternoon as I turn my car into the parking lot of Green Oaks Hospital. Fifteen years ago, my brothers executed the same turn with me, an unwilling passenger in the back seat. Today is
In less than a year, I turn sixty-years old. Not quite senior, but certainly approaching the cusp. I have reflected on words my father spoke often to my brothers and me growing up in Pittsburgh. “Today is the youngest you