The holidays. Those two words used to bring such joy to my heart and plans to my head. I would get to the store with my list and always ended up with more than I bargained for. I would envision the day. The table, the turkey, family and friends all together celebrating our...

My first loves My story didn't start out with a white picket fence and the ideal suburban existence. It started in the desert sands of Southern California and the loss of innocence, way too young. My sisters and I were orphaned young. My father died when I was 4 months old. My...

I was the woman who seemed to have it all. I had an amazing career, four wonderful children and an incredible husband. In 2013 I found my personal life in shambles due to a series of events that happened all at once. All of which caused my life to unravel. I went to my local...

My name is Katie, and I am in a woman in long term recovery. What that means to me, is that for the last 2 ½ years I have not turned to drugs or alcohol as a coping mechanism for living life. On December 28, 2014 the pain of staying the same outweighed the fear of doing...

You see heroin, I see low self-esteem. You see cocaine, I see fear. You see alcohol, I see social anxiety. You see track marks, I see depression. You see a junkie, I see someone's son. You see a prostitute, I see someone's daughter caught in addiction. You see self-centeredness,...

For 10 years I watched my sister struggle with first oxys, then percs, then heroin. I watched her beautiful, sweet spirit beaten up over and over by the dirty tricks addiction plays. She took a beating physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, financially, and yet, every...

My son Hunter was born in Cornelius, North Carolina on March 9,1993. Hunter’s zest for life was immediately apparent as was his love of sports. He played little league baseball, soccer, basketball and Pop Warner football. His athletic “claim to fame” was beating Steph Curry in a...

An unbreakable bond with family and recovery, proves to be strong throughout personal addiction struggles, morals and values put to the test, a new-found career, new responsibilities, finding faith, holding onto love, and never giving up hope. A look into my personal life, to...

My name is Michael Sprinsky. Born and raised in South Boston aka Southie. I started off by taking oxycontin at age 15. My whole city started to take them actually. Every kid I grew up with was addicted to them. At first, it was a party thing but turned ugly real fast. As soon as...