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    Author: Logan they teach you that drugs are bad but they don’t teach you how to deal with the pain when

    I was just a little kid when you entered my world. I remember the first time I saw you, heard

    By Leslie Cappiello His death. Unexpected and sudden. Happy and grounded he seemed at this stage in his life at thirty

    What is a Recovery Journey? It's both an individual story of your personal journey from addiction to recovery and a communal story that relates to the

    Equilibrium, Truth, and Hope: What It's Like to Be a Writer in Recovery We speak to four accomplished writers about their writing

    Tennessee Williams, F Scott Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Cheever, Carver, Berryman… Six giants of American literature – and all addicted to alcohol.

    Creativity Can Play an Important Role in Addiction Recovery A novelist in recovery said he believed drinking made him a better

    The Power of Imagination in Psychotherapy Therapy emphasises the importance of exploring our minds, seeking truth or clarity and uncovering our past.

    Author: Christopher Martinez Don’t judge me It’s funny how they think they got a right to speak Save it for your speech can’t

    Author: Jessica McClintock We survive in the dark shadows of night Trying to run from our internal curse Hiding our pain with the

    Author: Leslie Cappiello I see your scars they’re not hidden from me. Others do not know The grief you’ve been dragging… No matter how much you

    Author: Justin A. Curmi I: A Cheap Flight  Floral containing sandwich-ziploc bag of parched mind-altering substance; urging  to be inhaled through an inferno drag       while

    One of my favorite writers of all-time was an underrated talent behind the likes of Parks and Recreation, Eastbound and

    When Wolf Parade sang, "I keep my head up tight. I make my plans at night. And I don't sleep,

    Every addict is an egomaniac with an inferiority complex. I’m no different. The first flight had been cancelled. Two hours before

    I was never high enough. My body defied odds of survival. A regular EF5 tornado. He was my treatment center roommate