• My Words

    I Hope You Fly

    I am living with addiction, but I am not the addict. I am the counterpoint in his story. A melody colliding with his chosen lyrics. Every addict has at least one of me. A parent, a sibling, a spouse, a friend. The person on the sidelines convinced that, with words of love and encouragement, we can all get through this. We are The Savers. Wrapped in our comfy version of denial that allows us to believe if we plan enough, beg enough, cry enough, scream enough, we can fix it. But deep in the corner of our mind, past where the denial lounges, reality resides. And in this place inside…