In less than six months, I will turn sixty years old. I never dreamed that was possible in the abyss of drug and alcohol addiction.
Fifteen years ago I wanted to die.
I suspect that talking to your inner child is not something most males are comfortable with. Lawyers can be even more closed off to that process.
Winter 2004. Las Vegas. Miami. Los Angeles. All places that hide my secrets. Drugs delivered to my hotel room in Vegas. Coke deals done with quick hand-to-hand exchanges under the cover of darkness just feet from the calming waves of
I often hear that resilient people, like great salespeople, are born not made. Nothing could be further from the truth.
I found myself losing hope every time I refreshed the John Hopkins COVID map.
“There is no such thing as a “high functioning”, impaired lawyer. There are only degrees of loss of functioning.”
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