My beautiful, intelligent, very loving 26-year-old daughter, Brittany Hallett, died on November 5, 2014 from alcohol addiction when I came home to find her eyes open, but I couldn’t wake her up. No parent should ever experience that or have to bury their child. She was a straight A student her entire life and into...Read More

It all began in the 1960’s – living on Long Island in an upscale town called Great Neck. Great Neck was a very competitive town where you were never “good enough” or rich enough or smart enough. From a divorced working class family, my world collided when I was raped and almost murdered, shame I kept...Read More

Oh my where to begin. I was 14-15 years old when I started to try pot and alcohol, the year was 1970. My father had passed away a few years before and I learnt to hold in my emotions. You see back then you didn’t talk about feelings you just moved on with life. All...Read More

Let us start out by being honest – after all, it is one of the cornerstones of recovery, right?  Okay, since we are being honest, let me just say that there are some people who aren’t supposed to be alcoholics.  Yes, I realize that addiction does not discriminate and it affects people of all genders,...Read More

I nearly died from alcohol poisoning when I was seventeen. It was the bottom-shelf, plastic-bottle vodka from a liquor store in Portsmouth, the kind we see discarded in alleys and not recycling bins. I was hospitalized and intubated. The nurses accidentally ruptured and paralyzed my vocal cord, leaving me whispering for the next nine years....Read More