Recovery was not my first choice. Not in the beginning. I didn't choose the disease either but I was going to be damned if every choice...

I was physically shaking. I could hardly breathe. My vision was blurred. I felt consumed and as though I was drunk with alcohol. Funny...

What does it mean to be a scapegoat? I mean most of us get the term. That's the person we point the finger at when stuff goes bad, that's...

My daughter drew her first and last breaths on November 12, 2007. Up and through the 32 weeks and 2 hours of her life I went through...

"Just let it go." Probably the phrase I beat myself up with most throughout the years or would cut people off with before they could...