I’m Dustin, and this is an extremely important endeavor for me because this is something that is very close to my heart. Gambling took a toll on my life and those around me for over 8 years. My family, my friends, my coworkers, my wife, my child all suffered from my addiction. For many years
Creating new ideas and habits around food is the easiest way for implementing change that sticks and no longer feels like a chore. Learning that we matter and deserve good health is the first step. When struggling is our daily reality it becomes normal and neglecting ourselves is a result of that struggle. Recovery reminds
I came to recovery broken. I came to recovery having lost all sense of self. I had a huge sense of what I had needed; another drink, another line, another pill – anything- I just needed something! Until I didn’t. Until I had only one thing left to lose: my being. The day after I
This is Christophers first ever recorded piece and we are honored to have him share it with us on I Love Recovery Cafe. https://soundcloud.com/chrisbentmusic/no-name
Originally posted on Rehab Reviews When you’re gathering with thousands of sober folks, relatives of addicts and others who just care about the recovery cause, you don’t know what to expect. Or let me rephrase: I had no idea at all what to expect. I am not, by any means, a political activist. It’s safe
This past weekend I had the good fortune to attend the Unite To Face Addiction event in Washington DC. InTheRooms was one of the sponsors and we shared the Wellness Tent with our good friends Tommy Rosen, Nikki Myers and Jameson Monroe. We’ve worked hard on this event for 4 months. We’ve sent emails,
Me getting to DC last weekend for the Unite To Face Addiction rally took all the planning of a large scale military operation. Organizing childcare, trying to fund it, booking flights – and then of course there was the hurricane scare. Would I even get out of Ireland without being sucked into the vortex of
It seems like everyone has a story to tell. My social media news feeds are littered with links to blogs describing stories of wedding planners gone mad, and kids’ crayons melted into car seats. I guess you can say I’m hopping on that wagon, in more ways than one. The only difference is, I’m sharing