Dear Mom, Will I ever be satisfied? Is my constant desire for change a result of my ambition or my inability to be happy? Why am I always looking for the next best thing? When Jeremy and I moved to… Continue reading

Dear Mom, If you are somehow aware of the daily lives of the living, then you must be pissed to find out that I waited until after you died to move back home. I can picture you looking down at… Continue reading

Dear Mom, Moving back to Chicago was something I always said I would never do. Ever since I left in the first place. When I was 18. I graduated from High School a semester early, fled Illinois, moved to Tallahassee,… Continue reading

Dear Mom, Do you think I hit my rock bottom? I think you of all people would know. I’ve thought about it a lot lately, since I’ve been on the topic of addiction. I know it was a roadblock for… Continue reading

I started my blog Sober Letters to Mom back in June of 2016. It was my two year anniversary of being sober. It wasn’t yet two years since losing my mom. I ended my blog in May of 2019. It… Continue reading