The emotional and physical abuse had cost me every last ounce of self-respect I had. But I refused to see myself as weak, a victim.
Tag: codependence
How I Stopped Hurting Myself in the Name of Love: Tales of a Recovering Enabler
The emotional and physical abuse had cost me every last ounce of self-respect I had. But I refused to see myself as weak, a victim.
I am in love with an addict: Why do I stay?
Are you in a relationship with an addict? Explore patterns with someone who’s been there – and learn how to ask the big questions so that you can start to get
Loving a drug addict: Can a drug addict truly love?
No, an active addict is not capable of a loving relationship. A frank look at how addicts and co-addicts partner together to mirror childhood trauma. And a call
My daughter or son is an alcoholic: What can I do?
If you suspect your child is an alcoholic, you need to change your traditional parenting tactics. Step-by-step practical suggestions for how to address
I am in love with an addict: Why do I stay?
Are you in a relationship with an addict? Explore patterns with someone who’s been there – and learn how to ask the big questions so that you can start to get
The Ugly Side of Dating in 12-Step Programs
When someone acts perfectly, their best selves, when that’s what they present to us, we often fall for it. I wasn’t special or not special. I was typical.
Setting Boundaries in Sobriety
Sobriety doesn’t come with a handbook. If it did, you’d have to be sober first to read it. People with addiction issues are not used to setting boundaries, especially when those boundaries involve behaviors we have reinforced for years. I spent years violating boundaries as a drunk. Particularly when it came to relationships. Piss me… Continue reading Setting Boundaries in Sobriety
Men… I’ve Always Been Obsessed With Them
It’s not him, it’s the version of him I’d chosen to focus on, ignoring all the bad behavior which followed, as I have way too many times. “Addicted to Love” is a great song––it’s also a not-so-great running theme in my life. Last week, at 62 ½, it dawned on me that there’s never been… Continue reading Men… I’ve Always Been Obsessed With Them
An End to the Parent-Child Role Reversal: Taking Care of Me
When my dad drank, he folded in on himself and quietly disappeared. When this happened, I’d wait patiently for his return while dreaming up myriad ways to make his life better. There was a little more than a week to go before my wedding day. Left on my to-do list was an array of tasks:… Continue reading An End to the Parent-Child Role Reversal: Taking Care of Me
