The Honest Truth If I’m being honest, I love how different substances make me feel. I love a solid alcohol buzz. It’s relaxing. I’m social, loose, free. I love marijuana, it makes me connect with trees like they’re my long-lost friends, unlocks creative portals I didn’t know existed, and drops me into spiritual realizations I can’t always access stone-cold sober. I love cocaine. It’s a rush of adrenaline, I become Chatty Cathy on steroids, and I'm ready for anything! I love m

I spend a lot of time these days in reflection. It helps me gain clarity and make sense of things. Before, I was just living, not paying much mind to what was happening around me or inside of me. What a mistake that was . I’ll chalk it up to a necessary experience that landed me here. Not that I’m living high on the hog these days, but the depth of spirit I’ve cultivated makes up for any material wealth I lack. The lessons I learned from living unconsciously led to my libera

Forgiving myself for falling into substance abuse in motherhood has been one of the hardest parts of my recovery journey. The truth is, I...

I’ve struggled with depression and shame for as long as I can remember. That doesn’t mean I’ve lived in a deep depression every day of my...