Category: First Responders

Ethyl Alcohol – Suicide’s Closest Friend

October 28, 2019

People talk about suicide, and how first responders are particularly vulnerable. They talk about PTSD, and peer counseling, and the importance of […]

Letting the Secret Go

September 16, 2019

I expected a lot of overwhelming responses when I first informed my family that I was going to “quit drinking.” But the […]

First Responder Addiction is Harshly Judged

August 29, 2019

Stealing a patient’s medication or figuring out a way to manipulate the narcotics we are entrusted to monitor is criminal behavior, and […]

Making Space in a Crowded Mind

July 31, 2019

They say that addiction is not a disease. I say take a little look inside my noggin. I was truly insane. And […]

A Forest of Trouble Trees

June 26, 2019

Anybody that is at all connected to social media, the media in general or the world around them is well aware that […]

Addiction Is Nothing to Be Ashamed Of

June 11, 2019

Funny how finding sobriety after a long and very active illness cleared up so much. Not only do I feel better and […]

Unexpectedly at Home

May 28, 2019

A guy about my age who I didn’t know died. He was a firefighter. His obituary was vague; the always troubling words […]

Walls of Desperation

April 22, 2019

What We Think It’s a hard life we live as first responders, and hard people are required to live it. We convince […]

Dwelling on It

April 10, 2019

Beginning the process of recovery is the hard part. The rest comes naturally. If you make the effort to get rid of […]

Alone in a Group Is No Way to Fight a Fire (or Addiction)

March 26, 2019

It’s the law of the jungle: Groups are stronger than their individual parts. Firefighters are no different. Everything we do, we do […]

Shouldn’t, Couldn’t, Wouldn’t

March 4, 2019

I drank because I could. Everybody else did: my parents, my friends, my brother and sisters, the people I worked with, the […]

Addicted to My Phone? It’s as Real as It Gets

February 18, 2019

I tried to put my phone down for a day last week. One day. Twenty-four hours. I failed. I thought I could […]

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