Welcome and My Early Struggles
Welcome! My name is Sheryl, and I am a co-dependent. If we were in a recovery meeting, this is where you would say, “Hi Sheryl.” Go ahead. I’ll wait.
For well over 20 years, I struggled with my self-esteem, people-pleasing, eating, exercising, and single parenting. Then I found out I was codependent. Well, make my day, why don’t you! As if I didn’t have enough to work on already!
For a long time I believed that I was codependent. In my case I was more concerned about my daughter’s recovery than living out my own life. Didn’t that make me a good mom? Taking care of others first. Isn’t that what good moms are supposed to do?
Now I understand that co-dependency isn’t a real thing. Idolatry is, though. Worshipping anything or anyone before worshipping God is idolatry. Boy was I guilty!
Discovering Co-Dependency Through My Daughter’s Addiction
What made me an idolator? Let me give you a glimpse into our story. My daughter, Jaime, abused prescription and illegal drugs for over 10 years. Diabetes and pancreatitis were just the beginning of her health issues. She endured seven operations in three years to remove toes and part of one foot, until she had her first below-the-knee amputation.
Because of her health complications, and sweet disposition, an arsenal of pills were at her disposal. Add to that an addictive personality. Can you see a recipe for disaster?
Heartbroken, I had to admit that my child was an addict.
I spent at least a decade trying to get her to recover, often more involved in her recovery than she was. I knew what she needed to do to have success over her addiction. I knew the books she should read; the phone calls she should make to get the help she needed.
If only SHE would do what I suggested, MY life would be better.
Jaime’s Recovery and My Growth
Despite her ongoing medical challenges, Jaime did begin her journey to recovery and overcoming the sin that kept her ensnared in a secret, lonely lifestyle. She committed to growing in her faith by turning to God’s word for the answers to her problems and being a part of a community that supported her along the way.
All those years I watched Jaime struggle. I didn’t understand why she just couldn’t stop abusing drugs. I waited expectantly for her to hit rock bottom.
Yet, I discovered that it was me who needed to hit rock bottom. Once I did, true healing started to take place. My relationship with my daughter began to heal. I started my own recovery and have done well—though always a work-in-progress.
Thriving, Not Just Surviving
Life is full and often tough, but each day I find new pieces of freedom that bring me closer to God and the life He has called me to live.
I hope you’ll continue to stop by. My goal is to offer hope, encouragement, and empower you to not just survive but thrive in YOUR journey.