Never in a million years did I ever think I would find myself falling apart in the pasta aisle of my local grocery store after seeing a can…
I was an addict. I was a drug addict. It took me a long time to utter those words in my own head, let alone speak them out…
I married an addict. I didn’t know that unfortunate fact when we exchanged vows nearly two decades ago, but it’s a fact nonetheless. What began as a prescribed…
I snapped a picture of my surroundings and sent it to him, so somebody would know where I was. “Pretty,” he said. “Where is that?” “Downtown Newark.” …
Social media is taking over my life. I find myself thinking in status updates. “Jody is currently writing a blog about social media taking over her life.” Sometimes…