Self-medication is rarely about getting high — it is about getting relief. This sardonic reflection explores trauma, addiction, avoidance, and society’s obsession with feeling better immediately instead of actually healing.
Tag: recovery journey
Three Years Later
Three years after my husband’s suicide, I reflect on grief, unhealthy relationships, self-medication, and the uncomfortable truth that healing is not the same as romanticizing the past. Sometimes survival means accepting that there will never be perfect answers — only the choice to keep moving forward.
Who Forgives, Who Fades, and Who Stays
Recovery doesn’t just change habits—it reveals who’s actually willing to walk with you. Some people stay. Some fade. Some were never worth the energy. This is what forgiveness really looks like.
Finding Focus, Salsa, and Connection in the Wasteland
A quiet Sunday of canning salsa, streaming from the wasteland, and reflecting on attention, grief, and connection. Sometimes the simplest days are the ones that reveal the most.