I’m a recovering alcoholic, also diagnosed with depression, bi-polar, ADHD, and anxiety. I’m a mother of two, with a boyfriend trying to work my way through recovery and learning to live with my mental illnesses. Acceptance is the key, but it’s the key I’m missing. My journey through acceptance, and recovery is often rocky, but I’m determined and I have hope. I was sober for two years, and then I relapsed and am trying to work the program while trying to figure out my medication for my mental illnesses. It’s a struggle, but I hold on to hope that one day I won’t want eat my own skin off from the crazy that is my brain.