It's time to relegate the One and Done to the dustbin of history
By allowing myself to be vulnerable I can already feel a more real and sincere kind of support.
In the fight against PTSD, families are victims too.
Sometimes we are faced with making choices in which there is no easy answer.
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 [...]
Doesn’t pretend to have all the answers. Asks questions instead of making assertions.. He teaches that questions are the path to wisdom. Asks his children for their unique and beautiful opinions. Is not afraid to share his doubts and uncertainties. He models that vulnerability is courage. Loves his spouse in words and deeds so his children will expect nothing less. Is kind and open with all people. Knows that every interaction with his children shapes all our futures. Humbly asks for forgiveness when he makes mistakes. Owns his story and imparts the lessons he has learned. Tells the truth even [...]
I drank for a long time. I drank to cope with my wife's battle with bipolar disorder. I drank to cope with her suicide. I drank for years afterwards so I didn't have to grieve her death. And I drank so I didn't have to try to be the man my heart knew I could be. Quitting drinking was one of the greatest choices I have made in my life so far. It's changed everything for me in ways that still amaze me every day. The interesting thing is, I don't regret drinking. It would be pointless to waste [...]