The Only DISEASE You Are Punished For Having – By Mary Beth Cichocki

ADDICTION. The only DISEASE you are punished for having. Those who have no clue shout, “let them die. Narcan is wasted on an addict” and my favorite ” Thin the herd.” Let’s remember, many of those hated people, those who are thought of as disposable and a waste to save, are sons, daughters, fathers and mothers. They are teachers, pilots, nurses and doctors. They are Prince, Michael, Whitney and Heath. Bon Jovis daughter and Rob Reiners son. They became addicted to legally prescribed pills that were marketed under the lie of being safe. The people so many hate became victims of the lies told by Big Pharma and the FDA. These victims are buried with the hateful stigma that makes it impossible to get the treatment so readily available to victims of any other chronic DISEASE. I hope you will think before you continue to bash and spew hatred at… Continue reading

Mothers Are Not Supposed To Bury Their Children – By MaryBeth Cichocki

Mothers are not supposed to bury their children. It goes against nature. When a mother loses her young, the world slips off its axis and spins out of control. The universe mourns knowing it has gone against the circle of life, children should bury their mothers, not the other way around. Yet every day, another mother joins my club. The club of the brokenhearted, the club every mother prays to avoid. The club where one day you were whole and the next broken beyond repair. Breath and joy have been sucked out of your body and replaced with a pain so powerful, your soul is lost in the grief. Your world shattered beyond repair. Your child is gone. A victim of a horrible disease. A misunderstood, mistreated disease. The disease that marked them as unworthy and disposable. The disease of addiction. Your grief is never ending. It begins as you… Continue reading

My Daughter the Addict-A Suburban Mom’s Nightmare – By Katie Donovan

I was the PTO mom, the carpool mom, the Brownie leader.  We ate family dinners at the table, taught our children manners and took family vacations.  My husband and I were blessed to have very good jobs.  My daughter, Brittany, the beautiful girl in the photo, was the honor roll student, the volunteer at the city parks and recreation department and loved playing sports. THEN OUR ENTIRE LIVES CHANGED Growing up, I had skewed images of what a heroin addict looked like.  I envisioned them sitting in an ally, or a gangster or a criminal.  The stereotypical hippie from the 60’s and 70’s that grew up in a bad home. I had preconceived notions that you had to stay away from them…that they were BAD PEOPLE. NEVER ONCE DID I ENVISION MY DAUGHTER.  I am very ashamed of my thoughts now.  I never really had a “real” exposure to addiction. … Continue reading

The Top 5 Things I’ve Learned Through My Sons Recovery – By Amy Tompkins Albanese

We bond in groups through the similarities in our loved ones as they go through the many stages of addiction: detox, rehab, relapse, homelessness, incarceration, overdose. We get to know the look, the actions, the talk, the walk…our instincts and intuition become hyper-sensitive and fine-tuned to every phase of addiction. We speak a language that few of our friends could ever comprehend. We are educated about subjects that we never wanted to know about. Addiction is a beast of a disease and we share every gruesome moment of it with one another. We all want the same thing – recovery. So why is it so difficult to share about recovery? Is it possible to jinx someone? To tempt fate to step in and ruin it all? Do we feel guilty for our good fortune when so many others are still suffering? Shouldn’t we be giving hope and spreading the word… Continue reading

Drinking: A Love Story – Giving Over By Jackie S

One of the very worst things associated with alcoholism is lack of self-esteem. While this seems to be more prevalent for women, it affects people of both sexes.  So often we hear people say that they always felt that they were less than. It is that feeling of not being good enough that led Caroline Knapp to the next chapter of her book. In this chapter, she talks about clinging to relationships, fear of being alone and the depths that we will go to pursue a phantom relationship. It took me longer than I expected to put pen to paper on this topic. Those who have been reading all along know enough of my story to know that I lived in a dysfunctional relationship for many years. But it wasn’t until I read this chapter with my reading buddy that I really began to understand that this insanity was not… Continue reading