Woman Standing By The Sea

How I Survived My Parents’ Drug Addiction And Did Better For Myself

Towards the end of our stay at my childhood home, my parents fought all the time. They fought with each other, me, my sister, everyone really. Their drug addiction had gotten out of control.

When You Never Have The Closure You Need

I was able to see things in a much more objective way without the interference of my intense emotions. And thus, I finally stopped asking questions, stopped blaming myself, stopped obsessing over what went wrong. I looked at the past and accepted that it has simply happened the way it did.