As a child written off by the school system, I could never have foreseen that my path would lead me from drug-induced psychosis to centre stage at the United Nations.
Recovery isn’t a destination; it’s a journey. For years, people told me to fake it until I made it. Only it was getting harder to hide my fears and doubts
A poem I composed written following a conversation with a woman who recently lost her sister to alcoholism. Another taken far too soon. It’s called “Unanswered Questions” I’m still
You’ve been through a lot; most wouldn’t understand. You’ve experienced the pain and endured shame. You’ve had to learn to wipe away your own tears and work hard to overcome
It was whilst caring for my father in his battle with alcoholism that I first found solace in journaling. My writing fell silent when he passed, but the urge to
I ain’t nobody’s fool. And I have got a heart of gold, but lo and behold, if you try taking the piss. What you see is what you get. You
Just a reminder that words and actions, or the lack thereof, have consequences. It came out of the blue. I was caught up in a crossfire of words. All parties
Someone recently asked me, ‘Tracey, what have been the main lessons you have learned in your recovery?’ It was a tricky question because there has been so much more to
I have a saying: ‘Getting the balancing act right is a balancing act in itself’, and the same could be said for friendships or, should I say, people to whom
I classify myself as being very lucky. I have the best job in the world, but the most important job is taking care of myself first. I learned the
