When I first gave up drinking, I didn’t share with anyone. I was terrified that I was going to lose friends...

It was when I found myself questioning whether or not I had a problem that I knew I had a problem.

No matter how many times I may have wished for it, I can’t take back anything that I’ve done. I have some really peachy memories...

How many fears did I have getting sober? SO MANY, and I was worried about turning into a bad mom if I gave it up

You committed to running the miles. So you have to run the miles.

So, this Friday I won't be worrying about whether or not there is enough alcohol or how much I can drink without someone noticing...

No, these weren’t all alcohol induced blackouts. I would forget things that happened during the day when I wasn't drinking too.

Before I quit drinking, I was on antidepressants for over a year. I didn't know how to cope, and the cycle continued.

What a tough question. It's hard to say...

When that fierce guilt and humiliation wear off from your last hoorah...that's when you have to fight.

At this point in time we have all heard about “mommy wine culture”, and if you haven’t heard about it you have definitely seen it. Mommy...

Two years ago, my only fear of missing out was my fear of not getting to have my evening drink (aka bottle of wine), which led me to...

I have heard countless times that if you want something strongly enough you can quite literally speak it into existence.

I want to spend my life looking up and experiencing the amazing world that we live in, not looking down and worrying...

The question most people don't ask, yet the question I have been the most terrified of...