We learned of the death of one of our former writers last evening. K had been released from Chittenden Correctional Facility a short time ago. Her central aims were to beat her addiction and be reunited with her children. Tragically, her addiction won out.
Last evening’s circle of 13 writers provided a life-affirming, sacred space in which the women could process the loss of their friend and write about their own addiction fears.
By happenstance, three of K’s longtime fellow writers were back ‘inside’ due to probation violations, so they too were able to process her death in the healthiest of ways–within the womb of supportive community. It was a rich session in which one woman gave thanks that K was now free of this great burden.
K was wide-eyed that addiction was her downfall. She wrote about this on more than one occasion. Here is the last piece she wrote with writinginsideVT:
It’s hard to believe I have two beautiful babies. Who would ever know considering that I, their mother, do not care for them the way mothers do. I, a selfish, rotten, junky, drug-addicted mother, care more for drugs than my children. I know what you’re thinking, “How can a mother be so heartless?” And I can’t answer you! I know it’s a awful thing, but at least I can admit it. I wish it were not true. I have lost everything and didn’t care, but I tell you now–there is only time left to care about my children and not myself, and that means doing what it takes to keep my family together.
Our prayers and positive energy go out to her children.