by Jennifer Leigh | May 28, 2018 | Hope |
I’m sitting outside this morning under a cool gray sky. The birds are just now waking up, singing their celebration of a new day. I hold my coffee cup in my hands, appreciating the weight and warmth of it. As I sip my decaf, I count my blessings on this fine...
by Jennifer Leigh | May 21, 2018 | Hope |
I remember turning the key in my front door when I came home from the hospital after my cold turkey from my prescribed use of Clonazepam. The door opened, just as it had a thousand times before, and I walked into my apartment. Everything was just as I had left it the...
by Jennifer Leigh | May 7, 2018 | Hope |
When The Beach Boys song Good Vibrations came out in 1966, I was only eight years old, but I understood it meant love and happiness—excitment. Aren’t most of seeking “good vibes” in life? Except that there aren’t good vibes in benzo withdrawal....
by Jennifer Leigh | Apr 16, 2018 | Hope |
It’s raining now, as I write these words. The tap, tap, tap, on the roof, lullabies me as I ready for bed. Just after midnight, the rain will turn to snow, and I’ll wake up to a world covered in white—winter’s last gasp—as it fades into spring....
by Jennifer Leigh | Mar 2, 2018 | Hope |
Christmas of 2016 I created a private Facebook group where people could give me their ideas about a benzo withdrawal book I wanted to write. I began writing it Januray 2017, but kept hitting a wall I just couldn’t seem to get over. Then, that spring, the words...
by Jennifer Leigh | Mar 20, 2017 | Hope |
The poet Rumi once penned a brilliant few lines that read: “The sweet pleasure of reaching’s one’s destination is amplified by the suffering one has endured during the journey.” (Rumi Day By Day, by Maryam Mafi) Such a profound truth for those...
