Step One
I was all alone. There was no family or anyone I knew. I found myself sitting in my room wondering how I ended up in a treatment center, hundreds of miles from home. They asked me question after question as though I
Category: Bondage
The Lies of Bondage
I can still feel it, even today, almost 16 years later. Isabelle, our oldest daughter, was 4 years old when she looked up at me and said, “Mama, will you be at my soccer game or will you be drinking that alcohol?”