Collateral Damage — An Excerpt

Growing into my own after growing up in the wreckage of addiction

When you don’t have sports car money during your midlife “crisis,” you come here instead.

Exactly four months ago to the day, I wrote a post about being a Pick-Me Girl and waiting around for editors to choose my writing, and something or someone to tell me I’m worthy and valuable.

I’d just spent the last Christmas ever with all our kids living at home. I’d been…