I still remember the day as if it were yesterday. I can recall every little detail from that fateful night. I do not discuss it in great detail as I do not want to relive it, but I will not forget that tragic night. My wife was suffering from severe headaches that were worse than a migraine. She took her medicine and was resting. I let her rest the entire day and I took care of our daughter Kailee who was five at the time. I would check on her from time to time but let her rest. [...]
Who would have thought that one could rediscover themselves, become a better person, and finally create the happiness from within that was always deserved just by leaning into the struggle, learn from adversity, and developing resilience – all after turning 40 years old?
I don’t blame or hold anything against my family. I love them all and respect them.
I want you to understand what sobriety means to me because it might help you understand what it can mean to you.
Where to start...where to start? Maybe I will start with the awesome bike ride I had yesterday. We had a glorious spring day and after procrastinating for quite a while I went for a ride in the afternoon. I rode about 8 km over to the steepest hill in London and rode up and down it 10 times. I haven't really ridden my bike for four months and I discovered something really interesting. I found yesterday easier than I did last October when I did this same workout. That was when I was at the peak of my fitness. [...]
When I was 13, my mother was abducted by a gang of thugs, raped, beaten , and left for dead in a field outside town. My mom didn’t come home that night. That was unusual. Mom always came home, except that one time she got a D.U.I. I was in 8th Grade, and it was a Saturday. I laid around the house, watched TV, ate cereal. The door opened and mom scurried past. It was about noon. “I’m going to bed I need some quiet”, she said as she walked down the hall past the TV room. Around 6 pm [...]
I woke up having an anxiety attack at about 11 pm last night and it was awful. I awoke from an intense dream that doesn't take a PhD. in psychology to figure out. I was driving in a car with Tanja and I started to swerve all over the place. I was careening into snowbanks and knocking over garbage cans. There was part of me that felt like I was doing it on purpose and another part of me that felt totally out of control. We got to a restaurant in Wortley Village and there was a woman sitting there that we [...]