I recently rolled out of bed, after a good night’s sleep, which have become harder to come by during this pandemic.
With the exception of my aching, artificial hip, I felt pretty good. Then I got on my Facebook and
More than ever, we need to be there for our colleague’s friends and loved ones. There is a huge difference between solitude by choice and being forced into it. The latter can result in intense feelings of loneliness that can
Feelings of social isolation are an issue common to law students and lawyers, not to mention people in active addiction. Social isolation can also be a trigger to problematic alcohol and drug use.
**This is not ideal mutual aid support, but these are not ideal times. If you absolutely have to attend recovery meetings in person, it is understandable. Please practice the hygiene protocols set out by the CDC.
For those of us whose recovery
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
When I began my drug and alcohol recovery in 2007, my therapist provided two options, 12-step or residential treatment. I chose the former and along with therapy have come to lead a self-directed life in recovery achieving what I could
People, for the most part, want to be part of a community, especially a compassionate one. We want to belong to something greater than ourselves. We may desire the support of that community when we struggle even if we don’t
Fiction and non-fiction reading, as well as audiobooks, are an essential part of my mental health maintenance program. Like many lawyers, much of my reading focused on academic works within my profession. Educational and vital but not exactly mind-expanding outside
When we were kids, our dad said to us often in one form or another to always stay in touch. He said that no matter where our journeys took us, we should pick up the phone to check on each
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