Tag: relationships

  • A Genuinely Authentic Gift or Curse

    A Genuinely Authentic Gift or Curse

    It took me a long time to find a psychologist I found success with. This isn’t because my previous counselors or therapists or psychologists weren’t skilled in their own ways. I wasn’t skilled at listening. I wasn’t skilled at trying new stuff. I wasn’t skilled at being honest with my issues because my main concern…

  • Duality of self

    Duality of self

    In November I celebrated having three consecutive years away from a debilitating cocaine addiction. I took a cake for this achievement in the very room that saved my life. I heard my friends share the changes they’ve seen in me, the challenges I’ve faced and the inspiration I share with others. Sitting there, I started…

  • The Gift of Knowing

    The Gift of Knowing

    What is the greatest gift someone could give you? I am a giver. In fact, I like giving so much it makes me question if altruism could possibly be an actual thing because there is such a payoff for me. When I give gifts of my time, my service or other thoughtful gestures there is…

  • We Are Not The Same

    For many years I found myself very concerned with the opinions of others. Some things I could let go, but when it came to things I was passionate about, I was coming at you with a huge hammer to change your mind.One of the bigger triggers for me was the idea that drug addiction is…

  • There’s No Undoing

    Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life. I wasn’t doing it consciously. Truth be told, I think a hell of a lot of us make decisions with huge, lasting implications for our future before we know our ass from our elbow. Sometimes the decision we make is simply not to make…

  • Who, even, am I?

    Who, even, am I?

    I have a hard time understanding what I look like to those around me. This is because my own view of me is clouded by my own negativity and personal hangups. It is imposter syndrome, but applied just to myself any time anyone gives me a compliment. One of my strongest internal narratives since childhood…