The milestone has been met, and whether I wanted to or not, whether I was ready or not, we have passed the one year mark of my parents’ passing. I am making it plural because even though my mom died a few months before my dad, his death really set the whole process back to
Tag: recovery
This week I went to an anonymous support group. It had been on my radar for about three months, but on any given night that I could have gone, I lacked either the free time, the energy, or the courage. That being said, if there was one thing about me that I don’t mind sharing