Wednesday, August 21, 2019
Nothing Left to Prove: The Joy of Growing Older in Recovery | The Fix
Nothing Left to Prove: The Joy of Growing Older in Recovery | The Fix: I entered recovery in handcuffs. I had chipped teeth, abscesses, a fresh diagnosis of Hepatitis C. But there I was, sitting in my County orange-colored jumpsuit, breathing in the fragrance of fresh opportunities.
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