Recovering in Your Early 20's

My name is Julianne and I am a recovering alcoholic addict.  Growing up I always felt like I was less than and uncomfortable in my own skin.  Alcoholism runs deep within my family, so growing up I was terrified of drinking and drugs.  However, something changed when I was in college when I took my first drink.  Overnight I became a daily blackout drinker.  One day, I took a pill to study and within three weeks I was a full-blown prescription drug addict.  Four years later, at 23, I had run my career to the ground and lost everything good in my life.  I was a shallow, empty shell and hated myself.  Something had to change but I couldn't go more than four hours without a drink before getting sick.  Wanting my life back, I checked myself into treatment.  I was scared that getting sober meant I was kissing my 20's...
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A Story of Success

My name is Roberto Brunelli.  After 25 years of struggle and suffering from chemical dependency I have been recovering for seven years.  I went from jail to being homeless, starving and cold.  I was humiliated and despised by society.  I suffered a lot, but I am overcoming drugs.  I graduated from college (Social Work) and I am the founder of FEBRACI (Brazilian Federation of Involuntary Therapeutic Clinics).  Today I fight and defend the guarantee of fundamental human rights in the treatment of chemical dependents in Brazil.  Roberto Brunelli Collares Sober since October 2010 Ribeirão Preto, Brasil
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A Recovery Perspective

My name is Fay and I’m a recovering alcoholic.  I grew up in the Bay Area and went to college, got a masters, married, raised kids, and built my career.  During most of that time, alcohol and drugs were my fuel.  I started using as a teenager when my brother died.  That didn’t make me an alcoholic.  It was just the reason I turned to drugs and alcohol.  I felt uncomfortable, lonely, and different.  Drinking and drugging changed that.  Partying meant no pain and not being alone.  I spent most of those years buzzed, but the good grades, sports, leadership positions, and promotions – they were proof that life was on-track.  In college, I discovered most people don’t blackout when they drink.  But, alcohol and drugs were a social norm and part of the fun.  And I fit right in.  Two decades later, they stopped working for me.  I began to...
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