It is not something easy or comfortable to share so please be patient with me

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But as long as I’m still here I’m going to fight it. Fight for my sobriety. Fight for my kids. Hell, it’s a fight for my life. Just know that if you’re like me and suffering in silence, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. If there’s one thing that is a blessing of addiction its the gift of unity that binds us all together. A family like no other that guides, mentors, gives, and supports one another so freely. Strangers all fighting the same fight. So keep fighting and I’ll be right here fighting too.

https://mirandapillow.com/2020/12/14/wtf-am-i-doing

The truth of the matter is that it’s okay: you get rained on, life goes on — there is beauty in the storm

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Even in the most relentless of storms, there’s goodness to be found.

https://beautybeyondbones.com/2020/07/13/embrace-the-rain

Do we ever really talk anymore?

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I am reminded on a regular basis how important it is to talk. I don’t mean the type of day to day talking, I mean really talk. You know the mushy sensitive stuff. Feelings, problems, hopes and dreams.

I know that may seem like a nauseating way to start a blog but it is true.

It wasn’t that long ago that we actually had to pick up a phone, write a letter or physically pop over to have a conversation with someone. Shock horror to the Gen Z-ers but we didn’t have mobile phones or the internet. Yet now we don’t have to do that, many of us (myself included at times) have forgotten the value of conversation.

Just that general tone of your voice, or the look on your face may be enough of a trigger for someone to know something wasn’t right, there was something you wanted to…

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