Hurting, Healing, Helping
Before I entered the rooms of Al‑Anon, I lived by the motto “Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger.” Funny, huh? The reality was that I ended up getting […]
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Before I entered the rooms of Al‑Anon, I lived by the motto “Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger.” Funny, huh? The reality was that I ended up getting […]
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Originally, I thought I came to Al‑Anon to get help for my son. My son, my baby. I used to call him my “police partner” because he went everywhere with
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Growing up in an alcoholic home, I didn’t have much of a social life. I chose not to invite friends over because I feared that my father would be drinking
Actively Avoiding Isolation Read More »