Love Letter
Beloved Inner Child,let me start by saying that it's an honor to witness you grow/evolve as a human being.You are a beautiful child, with an amazing capacity as both light and shadow worker.I am so sorry for all the times you tried to connect with others from a place...
Diapers
My little brother is 10 years younger than me. I was in junior high school,coming home to find mom outside weeding or something,and my little brother still in the crib… In dirty diapers, and rocking.Banging his head against one of the solid ends of the crib. Creating...
Broken and Whole
my leg will alwayshave been brokenI cannot heal well enoughto be as I was in the pastbefore it was brokenI cannot run into a future healingno matter how strong the bonehow faded the scarmy heart will alwayshave been brokenthere is not enough therapyfor a future where...
Escape from Religious Insanity
Many have told me to just trust God. But I struggle to trust the one who entrusted my newborn soul to the “care” of exploding daddy-Monster and placed me in an environment of two terrifying decades of childhood domestic...
What is ACA’s WSO and Why Should I Care?
Adult Children of Alcoholics World Service Organization, Inc. (ACAWSO) is a legally incorporated nonprofit charitable organization led by a Board of Trustees composed of volunteers selected to serve as corporate trustees according to the laws of the State of...
My Cat, RC
RC. I am her human. She is my cat.She has a proper name of “Reya Sunshine.”A program friend shared with me… She calls my cat RC. I asked, “RC?” She said, “Recovery Cat.” A tabby with green eyes! Beautiful to look at, lovely to hold.Little did I know that “green eyes”...
I Am
I am not the tension in my shouldersI am a warm summer breezeI am not my hypertensionI am a warm summer breezeI am not the give out in my kneesI am a warm summer breezeI am not the tight muscles in my hipsI am a warm summer breezeI am not the extra cushion around my...
An ACA Meeting
An ACA meeting is an island of sanity in a world gone mad. Miriam C
Truth and Heart
I watch your eyesthe tilt of your headcurve of your lipsah, you need happinessthe way you slumpor mumble your wordsand fidgetyou long for touchyour quick tongueand stomping feetas you rant and waveif only someone would listencue sparkle in my eyesthrow back my...
Trust
What did trust mean to me as a child?As an infant - don’t. As a toddler - don’t. A little older, it is a pattern, don’t.Kindergarten as I crossed the threshold… I thought:“Adults and children aren’t trustworthy, just do the work.”Already had learned the...