A Story Of Transformation – By Christine Campbell

I’m approaching another sobriety anniversary, and God willing I will celebrate twenty four years on the twenty eight of January. What a ride it has been for sure. I finished my final project for my Master’s degree in Advanced Studies of Human Behavior last Spring. I am an A student, and I put my all into my work no matter what the task or requirement is. I think back to the ninety two pound near death mess I was upon my final surrender to alcohol and drugs. With my sponsors (and her sponsors) strong suggestion of long term treatment, I went out to Los Angeles, to one of the two sober living places available in the country where women and their children were accepted. My heart was breaking watching my then four year old by my side, trusting me completely, and offering support in her own way. “Mom, don’t you… Continue reading

271 Days and I’m a Believer – By Aaron Lee Perry

In 4 days I will be clean and sober for 9 months.  I never thought I could get a day sober much less this long. And it is absolutely mind blowing to me how much my life has changed.  I am doing things I never imagined I would do in my life, especially after losing it all 9 months ago. I was fortunate in that I had something a lot of people in my situation don’t have – a loving supportive family.  Without that I can say with 99% certainty, I would not have made it through recovery and would still be using and either in jail or dead. My family may not understand everything about addiction and recovery but that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that they accept me and stand behind me. The recovery community is also amazing. Both in the rooms and online, the people that… Continue reading

“Otheration” – Attachment To What Others Think

Before I started drinking and using, before my mom’s drinking had become the huge issue it turned out to be, before I fell in love with addict after addict I was emotionally bound to others.  It is appropriate as a baby, as a child. We learn to smile by being smiled at, how to laugh by finding things funny, to cry with a sad face in front of us. We become social by socializing ourselves to the people and situations around us. But at some point we are intended to explore and become familiar with our own feelings, from the inside out. It took years in recovery for me to find that ability. Growing up I learned to give up at games so that others would not experience the pain of losing, to behave in impeccable ways so that no one would have to be angry with or critical of… Continue reading

A Trip Home

December 5th, 2013 at 3:44pm, the weather man says it’s going to be clear and sunny till next Thursday with temperatures in the sixties after today. I finished packing up the bike, grabbed a sausage and biscuit, cup of jo, kiss and hug and hit the road. Thirty nine degrees and cloudy, and the biggest decision for me to make – what route to take to Alabama? Right or left? I choose right toward Highway 10 – the long way. Dragging floorboards on the twisties going up the highway, I knew it was goanna be a good ride. Rolling down 412 East across the Northern hills and valleys of beautiful Northern Arkansas. Small towns, narrow roads, low valleys while running the ridges, twisting the throttle back leaning heavy into the curves. Vance and Hines sung the song of my native people, stopping only for gas and occasional bathroom breaks. Coming… Continue reading