Many parents turn to professionals thinking that when their teen hears about the dangers of drug use from someone else, they will be swayed, but the truth is that usually, it's the parents' behavior that have much more impact on a teen's behavior.
When I was newly sober, Phil was part of a crew of my closest friends. I cannot overstate how much each person in that group meant to me, then and now; we were part of a greater thing, and we all helped each other whether it was deliberate or not.
What has shocked and dismayed me is the widespread Schadenfreude, the intense pleasure in Bieber's misfortunes, at his unfolding "comeuppance." What I'm seeing reminds me of homophobia. Now, that may seem a stretch to some, but hear me out.
Research is beginning to show that we need to be much smarter about what we actually do when we manage to get away from the office. Instead of simply "switching off," we need to learn how to switch among a variety of modes.
Hip fractures are not easy to bounce back from. The plain and simple truth is that hip fractures can often lead to long-term complications, which can end up forcing you into assisted or nursing home living for an extended stay.
Unable to change, no matter what I tried, I wanted to evaporate, disappear, melt away. With each passing year, I punished myself for each sexual indulgence by trying to starve the gayness out of me, and maybe even slowly kill myself.
My recovery from work addiction helped me to see that my issues were not unique to me. I was able to put things into a perspective that enabled me to recognize the cultural, social and institutional factors that contribute to the dysfunction that showed up at home and in the workplace.
Whatever your motivation, whether it's feeling better right now, getting along more easily with others or achieving your goals with less wear and tear, gratitude appears to be worth considering as a strategy. Why not grab a pen and make a list; there's no time like the present!
As a former ICU patient, I experienced this first hand by observing the love and support from my parents, family, friends, and medical team. In my darkest moments in the hospital, they were there to help guide me through, and they did.
I'm in therapy to cope with PTSD, which I have as a result of childhood sexual abuse. Harley is not a certified therapy dog -- he is simply my therapist's dog -- but he's been sitting in on my sessions for almost two years now. His presence is a comfort. But it wasn't always.