When I transformed my random and raw words into sentences, sentences into paragraphs, and paragraphs into chapters, a semblance of order and sanity appeared where there had been only chaos and insanity.

Along with the joy of parenthood, with every child comes a piercing vulnerability. It is at once sublime and terrifying

I'm not sure if I know any 'functional' families, if functional means a family without difficult times and members who don't have a full range of problems.

Wherever you be, wherever you may, seek the truth, strive for the beautiful, achieve the good.

The hopeful part about that is when you do have that help, you will feel better. It still doesn't make this easy. Nothing makes this easy, but you can make better decisions.

If you subscribe to the idea that #‎ addiction is a disease, it is startling to see how many of these children - paranoid, anxious, bruised, tremulous, withered, in some cases psychotic - are seriously ill, slowly dying. We'd never allow such a scene if these kids had any other disease. They would be in a hospital, not on the streets.

I didn't cause it. I can't control it. I can't cure it.