Sharing In Sonder

Just a bit of back story, I'm 30ish single father, in recovery, and also have had severe, debilitating chronic headaches for nearly ten years.  Most recently, I've quit heroin. It's been a big challenge for me, and has really held me back in life, financially, spiritually, and physically. Being an addict sucks. Every moment is spent either using, seeking, or obtaining the drug. I never wanted to be a junkie. I never used needles or anything, but my pain left me desperate, where no doctor seemed to have the answer. I remember the first time I tried it, I was bawling because I was so scared of the consequences, but I didn't feel I had any choice at the time.  My life has been much better since I've been off the drug. I've acquired two great new jobs, and phenomenal new place, made new friends, and generally take much better care of myself. My pain is actually better cause I'm not under stress from being sick, I don't feel guilt or shame for using ...

     Here I am, sitting at my makeshift desk, which was an attempt to carve out a place in my home that was "just for me". My house is a disaster and I have come to learn that its state is directly tied to my mental health. The kids are eating PB&J's; which of course has lead to the hand wringing, tooth gnashing, and yet another layer of guilt to suffocate under.  I am not a Pinterest mom. My life isn't generally something you would deem worthy of an Instagram feed. I'm an utter mess sometimes, and the only comforting part is... I know a lot of you are too.      I am starting this blog in the hopes that we can come together to share the stories of our struggles. Of our triumphs, those small shining lights in the darkness. Be real, be raw, be open. Let us share in this human experience. Let us find solidarity in each other's stories, and lift one another up.  You can submit your stories to be posted, you can choose to remain anony...