Today marks fourteen-years in long-term recovery from alcohol and cocaine. I feel privileged to have had the support of family because many do not. Here are some thoughts.
My friend thought his physical problems were the side effects of our cocaine and alcohol binges. He was wrong.
I’m now sixty years old. Where the hell did all the years go?
Out of all my struggles, the hardest to talk about was my two-decade struggle with eating disorders.
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.
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 found myself losing hope every time I refreshed the John Hopkins COVID map.