“Abuse at home, bullying at school, and the anguish of mental illness are the seeds from which addiction grows. So before you pass judgment on me, let me show you my roots.”
- Love What Matters
- Trauma & Healing
- Child Abuse
“Abuse at home, bullying at school, and the anguish of mental illness are the seeds from which addiction grows. So before you pass judgment on me, let me show you my roots.”
“I thought I was a goner and my story was coming to an end. But I have someone to thank for the life I currently have. Without her, I would not be here to tell this story.”
“More than half of my life is blurry due to everything that was happening, but I never stopped digging. I wanted to see and face the truth.”
“I had no idea what postpartum rage was, had no idea that becoming a mother would open all these childhood wounds, and no idea the amount of anger I had kept locked away.”
“I know our parents do their best to raise us to have more than they did, but that’s not the hand I was dealt.”
“‘No one wants to help me because I’m going to die?’ And he said, ‘Well yeah, I’m sorry. But I’ll keep trying.’ Two months passed, and every day for two months I was still using fentanyl.”
“At the dinner table, I asked Gina and Bill if I could call them mom and dad. Mom started crying and said, ‘OF COURSE YOU CAN, we would love nothing more than to be your parents!’ We decided to make it official. I proudly signed my name on the line next to theirs.”
“I believe I am here to help others by shining light on this darkness, through love and humility. I am so passionate about this due to my own lived experiences.”
“All these thoughts, feelings, and meanings you have belong to the perpetrator, who managed to download them onto you by way of the abuse. They’re not part of you, and once you really understand that, all those feelings and beliefs about yourself can disappear just as quickly as they were formed.”
“I poured everything into my salon and my family as a way to avoid my pain. My clients would compliment me on my ‘beautiful smile.’ My thoughts were, ‘If they only knew what was inside my head.’”