Dear Readers, Years ago while in rehab, I noticed that most of the inpatients did not look like Halle Berry in Jungle Fever. In fact, I was one of the few black people in rehab. (“Most of yall go to jail”, said the pasty intake person.) No, I’ve not gone to jail, prostitute myself for drugs,but I am an addict. Recently, the folks who create the criteria for what constitutes
Dear Readers, It was a very dark night as I weighed the cost of dealing with my crack cocaine addiction or simply committing an “accidental overdose”.Years ago, when a fellow crack addict, who introduced me to crack cocaine, told me that I was an addict, I sneered at him and told him to give up his role of amateur therapist. I believed that I could stop using anything at anytime.
Dear Addicts who Read, This morning as I super womaned my way to catch the 7:00AM MARC train from Baltimore to Washington DC. I realized that my ‘ audience” is “recovered” or functioning addicts like myself. While I am not a “mental health practioner” in fact I am a lawyer who once was on television. (Yes, all true.) I am also a Mother of 2 adult male sons who have