Stephanie's Story                                                                            March 2016
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Stephanie's Story



Dear Friend,

We have established several new groups recently:

Chelsea, Tuesday, 6:00-7:30pm
Chelsea-Spanish, Thursday, 5:30-7:00pm
Dorchester, Wednesdays, 10-11:30am
Randolph, Thursday, 6:00-7:30pm
On-Line group, Tuesday, noon-1:00pm
On-Line group, Wednesday, 9:00-10:00pm
Location and contact information is on the PHP web site at!locate-a-group/c1oba.
The story this month comes from Stephanie, a long-time member of our Malden group.  God bless you, Stephanie, for sharing just a small part of what you have been through.

Randall Block
Executive Director
Save the Date!
Parents Helping Parents Annual Lecture

“Home of the Brave: Working with Military Families”
        Thursday, April 21, 2016, 4:00 – 5:30pm
            at Wheelock College
Stephanie's Story

When I first walked into my PHP group four years ago, I had my nose in the air and I acted hard core like I didn’t need or want help.  You know the kind.  Little did the group know that I was falling apart inside. I felt alone, angry, confused, helpless, lost, worthless. My heart, soul, and spirit were crushed.  I made some stupid, blinding choices which led to very painful and heart wrenching circumstances.  DCF had taken my two sons and placed them with my sister. No one told me to go to group – not DCF or the court. I went solely because I knew I needed help due to the pain that I inflicted on my sons.
From April 12, 2012 to December 8, 2014, I did everything in my Service Plan without issues or complaints. When my sons finally came home I was filled with joy, tears, and love that came with our success.  My family was whole again.

But I was not prepared for the transition back to a family. We were living like three strangers together.  I could not go on like this. So I called my sister and on March 6, 2015, she came and took my son home with her.  Once again I felt defeated and lost.  Sadly, things got worse when I lost my housing voucher and my son and I became homeless.

But whenever I needed help, I had my group and my group facilitator, Andy, to turn to.  It’s hard for me to trust people but group is different.  Unlike the family I grew up with, in group there’s no judgements; no put downs, or silent treatments.  We share our good and bad memories and stories. We share our tears, our anger, our love and hate, all the pain, the lies, the laws, our doubts and fears about DCF and the courts, and the struggle with our addictions. My group has helped me form a new life and rebuild the foundation that I obliterated.

To you, the reader, if you need help and are ready to receive it, I implore you to call Parents Helping Parents for that next step. Our group is always looking for new people to bring their strengths, hopes, courage, and laughter.  Bring with you any and all emotions because that is what makes this organization what it is.

My story is not done yet. But I know my group is there to help me through it.


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