Be the Change

I had a conversation with my fiancé, Dylan, the other day about my mom. She left a comment on one of my blog entries that really had me bothered. Dylan let me vent it out for a while and when I was done, he simply asked me, “Well what have youdone?” It was an innocent question,… Continue reading Be the Change


What Addiction Means to Me

I know I have written a lot about how much my mother’s addiction has hurt me, but I haven’t written a lot about it as a societal issue. I can be pretty emotional about this because it weighs heavy on my heart; and even though I’m not one myself, I have a pretty good relationship… Continue reading What Addiction Means to Me

Her Guardian

Her Guardian: Chapter One

I closed the cabinet drawer, tucked the Cheez-Its under my shirt, and tip-toed out of the kitchen towards my room. I always get such a rush when I’m sneaking through the house, even though I could just go ask Mom for a snack. There’s something about being in hiding that has always made my blood… Continue reading Her Guardian: Chapter One


Relapse: An Example of How Your Choices Affect Others

Verb /rəˈlaps/ 1. (of someone suffering from a disease) suffer deterioration after a period of improvement Relapse. The dirty word. I have to admit, I don’t have much personal experience on this because I’ve never been addicted to anything, but I did want to give my two cents on it since it is something that I have… Continue reading Relapse: An Example of How Your Choices Affect Others


Drug Courts & A Failed F*cking System

I wrote a few weeks back that my mom was getting out of jail and going to rehab. I was excited, but I tried hiding it. Part of me knew something was going to fall out. The thing about hope is that even though you can prepare yourself to be let down, you can’t prepare… Continue reading Drug Courts & A Failed F*cking System


An Open Letter to the Grandparents of My First Baby

To the grandparents of my first baby: When I first found out I was pregnant, I was terrified. Terrified of the unknown. Terrified of how you’d react. Terrified of how I would be as a new mom. I can say with certainty now, parenthood is something you just don’t understand until you are one yourself.… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Grandparents of My First Baby


Mental Health Awareness Month

I've never talked about mental health on my blog before, but I figured it's a great topic to talk about, and since May is Mental Health Awareness Month, there's no better time than now! When I think about words that describe myself, I first think about words like happy, energetic, motivated, determined, etc. But the… Continue reading Mental Health Awareness Month