My name is Rick and I am an alcoholic. Nine words that took 40 years and thousands of bottles to penetrate the hazy façade I had created..
From a very young age, I remember having a feeling that something was inherently wrong.
I am a married man with a wonderful wife and three great children, whose ages as of today are 28, 26 and 24. We live in a community where..
On a warm spring morning, overlooking the industrial maze of the Port of Los Angeles from my high school, I spoke to the graduating class..
My life began like any other child of the early 90’s. I was born in Kirkland, Washington, to a loving family. My father worked hard and..
It was a beautiful day at the beach. My wife and I were lounging in our beach chairs while our younger children were playing in the surf. A..
In early recovery, I didn’t think I would ever be able to have fun again. Before, I had always been the popular one—the one everybody..
If the young people closest to you have so far avoided addiction, it’s tempting to tell yourself that it only happens to “certain types..
As our daughter Katie began visiting colleges during her senior year of high school, we were aware of Collegiate Recovery Centers (CRCs)..
How does a mother describe the moment when she first meets her son? His curly black hair, his deep brown eyes, his distinctive..