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From Stripper to Successful Addiction Recovery Coach - Nicola talks to Patty Powers (Podcast)
From Stripper to Successful Addiction Recovery Coach – Nicola talks to Patty Powers (Podcast)
Originally from Toronto, Patty began drinking and using drugs recreationally as an adolescent. At eighteen she moved to New York City where chance meetings with other addicts opened doors to careers, romantic relationships, the art world and the music scene. For years, whenever the negative consequences of addiction started taking their toll, survival instincts kicked in and she’d return to…
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Fresh Air - April 2016
Fresh Air – April 2016
April 1 – 24 First Friday Opening Reception April 1, 5-8pm An exhibit of artwork by member artists Deliece Blanchard and Patty Powers, MD. Deliece Blanchard is recently retired from a 24-year career teaching strings in the Lynchburg City Schools. Blanchard served as conductor and music director of the E.C. Glass High School Orchestra for the last 9 years. She has an MA in Music from the…
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I’m a recovering addict who doesn’t like to feel shitty. I’ve discovered through years of trial and error that taking positive actions (especially when I don’t want to) that support my emotional and physical well-being pays off. I’ve lived through 25 years of season changes without getting high and have learned how to surf them with some grace. This is what I hope to share in my blogs – practical tips on how to cope with whatever life throws your direction without getting high.
Patty Powers, being her amazing self.
As a child, I’d always imagined the day would come when, like Anne Welles in Valley of the Dolls, I’d pull my dying drugged self out of the ocean and return to New England. When I came to the end of my road it was far less glamorous than I’d romanticized. It was easier to remain curled in a blanket on the floor and fantasize about changing my life than it was to pack my few belongings and get to Port Authority.
It's scary, how closely Patty Powers seems to be narrating my life story.