Broken home…foster care…addiction…incarcerated parents…manifested into my own addictions and lengthy incarcerations.
Considering the demographic of the audience New Freedom serves, I’m confident that they can identify with at least some of that stuff. Drugs and alcohol have devastated our lives, hurt everyone we’ve ever loved, and inevitably we found ourselves locked in an 8×10 cell, reflecting on these painful realities. I was handed my first New Freedom Project newsletter sometime around the holidays last year. I was up to my ears in self-loathing and engaged in every manner of self-destructive behavior possible.
The holidays were a particularly tumultuous time of the year for me. We all miss our family and loved ones a bit more around the holidays. I was sharing that “wish we were home” dialogue back and forth with my buddy. We were both short timing, confiding in one another in our relief that would come the next year. We imagined we would be celebrating with family, surrounded by loved ones, and be more appreciative of this time of year. That was our last Christmas on the wrong side of the razor wire.