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In honor of women’s month, my mentoring group had us find women from the mid-20th century that we could relate to! It had to be a woman who was a pioneer in her journey to success, so I chose Marty Mann! One of the first women to enter Alcohol Anonymous (AA), during this time that was frowned upon. So read her bio below to see how courageous she was!!👇🏽 What I love about her is she truly believed alcoholism was a sickness!

Marty Mann:
Alcoholism Pioneer, 1904-1980

Marty Mann was a true pioneer. Born in 1904 into a wealthy Chicago family, she attended the best private schools, was married at 22 years old, divorced at 23, and a drunk by 24. Attractive, engaging, with a sharp wit and a flair for parties, Marty enjoyed a reputation as a hard drinker and developed a high tolerance for alcohol. An international traveler, she ultimately settled in New York City where she pursued a career in publishing and public relations, working as a magazine editor, art critic and photographer – never finding herself too far from a drink.

Described by those who knew her as favored with “beauty, brains, charisma, phenomenal energy, and a powerful will,” Marty’s life was like a blazing fire – one nearly extinguished by alcohol. “Hangovers began to assume monstrous proportions,” she wrote of her life in the 1930s, “and the morning drink became an urgent necessity. ‘Blanks’ became more frequent… With a creeping insidiousness, drink had become more important than anything else. It no longer gave me pleasure—it merely dulled the pain—but I had to have it.”*

Marty’s drinking was an occupational hazard in her line of work, and within 10 years she went from a bright, assured future to a hideous existence of round-the-clock drinking. She lost one job after another, became destitute, living off the goodwill of friends, convinced that she was hopelessly insane. Two suicide attempts nearly killed her, and desperate drinking threatened to finish the job.

A hopeless alcoholic, in 1939 Marty got sober in the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) as it was just getting started – one of the first women to become a member of what was then a predominantly male group. A patient of Dr. Harry Tiebout, a psychiatrist familiar with the work of AA, Marty first came into contact with that fellowship as a patient at Blythewood Sanitarium, in Greenwich, Connecticut, where she had been committed because of her alcoholism.

At Blythewood, Marty was given a manuscript copy of the book “Alcoholics Anonymous,” and found in it a sense of identification she had never felt before. “The first chapters were a revelation to me,” she wrote. “I wasn’t the only person in the world who felt and behaved like this! I wasn’t mad or vicious—I was a sick person. I was suffering from an actual disease that had a name and symptoms like diabetes or cancer or TB—and a disease was respectable, not a moral stigma.”

Several relapses preceded her achieving continuous longterm sobriety, but when she did finally stop drinking she began to pour her considerable talents into helping others.

Dawn of a Vision

Tossing and turning in her bed one cold February night in 1944, Marty prayed for a way to help other alcoholics. Rising from her bed, a plan came to her, “a plan to teach people the facts about alcoholism. A plan to remove the stigma surrounding it, so people could face it unashamed and unafraid, armed with the weapons of knowledge and able to take constructive action.”

The idea needed scientific support, she felt, and so — accompanied by Bill W., the co-founder of AA who had become her sponsor — Marty approached E.M. Jellinek, one of America’s premier researchers into alcoholism, and Dr. Howard Haggard at the Yale Center for Alcohol Studies, who agreed to adopt Marty’s vision of educating Americans about alcoholism.

On October 2, 1944, the National Committee for Education on Alcoholism was founded in a modest office suite on the upper east side of Manhattan. With Mrs. Mann as spokesperson, the fledgling organization became quite successful in communicating the three tenets of its core message – a message that today encompasses drug dependence and addiction:

1 Alcoholism is a disease, and the alcoholic is a sick person;

2 The alcoholic can be helped, and is worth helping;

3 Alcoholism is a public health problem, and therefore a public responsibility.

These ideas are so universally accepted today, that it can be difficult to imagine how revolutionary they were at the time. Yet through her vision and leadership, the attitude of America toward alcoholism and addiction began to change from the perception that it was a moral issue to recognition that it was truly a matter of public health. This was a tremendous shift, especially considering America’s long temperance history that culminated in the Prohibition Amendment of 1920.

During her lifetime, Marty was extremely well known in the local, regional and national press. Her appearances before state legislatures and Congress were unforgettable and she was an honorary member of numerous prestigious professional groups here and abroad. In the early 1950s, Edward R. Murrow, a distinguished journalist, selected Marty as one of the 10 greatest living Americans.

Up until the time of her death in 1980 after suffering a stroke, Marty worked tirelessly on behalf of victims associated with alcohol and drugs. Individuals and their families, government policy makers, educators, the media, public health professionals as well as the medical community all benefited from the example of her willingness and courage to freely share her own story of addiction and recovery.

Today, NCADD carries on her legacy, in advocacy and services on both the national and local levels. The philosophies and values of NCADD are firmly planted in the belief that alcohol and drug dependence are preventable, treatable diseases from which people can and do recover.

Marty Mann was one of the key figures in the modern alcoholism movement and undoubtedly the most significant voice on behalf of popularizing the disease concept of alcoholism and addiction to the American public. A true pioneer.


Therapy Day Yesterday😌

So I forgot to mention I saw my therapist yesterday. As always I was feeling pretty good after I left her. She knows just how to continue encouraging me when I’m just on the tip of self-doubt. I explained to her, how good I was feeling. On a scale from 1-5, I explain to her that my anxiety was at 2 and depression 1. I can’t help but feel like I lied just a little. I’m feeling really anxious about my son being in prison, some days are better than others. It’s the days like a lonely Sunday that I miss him more, or when I have something stupid to tell him. I just need to see him, be able to look into his eyes, to see from my own mom perspective if he’s really good. I know he’s just keeping me out of the loop sometimes to keep me sane. His bday is tomorrow and I’ve been having these labor pains in my back. Ladies; am I the only one who goes through this??🤨Wierd yes I know!! I know my therapist could see right through me but she did her best to steer the conversation to positive talks. Oh well, I thank her for helping me alone and putting me on the right path to healing. Chat soon…

Ms. Fran


A Little Wednesday Wisdom: Don’t Give Up!

How often do we hear these three words? “Don’t give up”, what do they exactly mean to you? Every now and again, we go through times where you just feel like giving the hell up. You’re thinking life would be much easier if we just said, “f-it”! We spend so much to thinking about how hard it is, but forget  to focus on how far some of us have come. Yesterday, I was pumped up and ready to conquer the world, then doubt set in. Doubt reminded me that I was only 51 days sober, you still get depressed at times, and no one wants to hear from you. Then I look around at how far I’ve come, and I brush that shit off. I no longer have to listen to that negative voice in my head. So what if you don’t feel like getting dress today, or that you haven’t bathed. Just Don’t Give Up! Try again tomorrow, but don’t give up! We have come to far too let all the hard work go. No matter how you feel, get up, get dress and start your day. Failure at this point isn’t an option….Have a great Wednesday!

Ms. Fran



Road To a Better You!

Self-improvement is a major need that just about everyone on the planet has. Both men and women, alike, desire to become greater versions of who they currently are. It is either a person wants to become healthier, wealthier, stronger, or more attractive to the opposite dex. No matter who it is, I can assure you that they are thinking of how to make themselves better in some way, shape, or form. This is simply because no one is totally satisfied with themselves and everyone knows they have room for improvement. Read more about what steps you can take to improve yourself in my e-book: 

Ms. Fran


Why African Americans Don’t Seek Health Care?

There are different reasons to this answer this question, but the two major reasons are described below:

  • Lack of knowledge and misunderstanding

There is great misunderstanding about mental health in the African-American population. It is due to lack of knowledge as many people think that the mental health consultation is a sign of weakness and they feel ashamed for seeking help. Some even believe it’s a punishment from God and thus consider not seeking help from a doctor, but a church. Most in our community think we can just ‘pray’ it away. As a result, their conditions tend to worsen over time. This then ruins relationships, work life, and their life in general. To avoid this, we have to make sure all of our peers seek the information they need.

  • Misdiagnosis

According to recent research, one-quarter of African-Americans seek mental health care and are usually misdiagnosis. Usually most doctors in our community don’t take our symptoms serious, we are told to go home and in my case, I was told to pray about it. I was also told that black people don’t need those drugs in our system. How foolish? This has a negative influence on our lives and leads us to distrust the professional healthcare system and workers. Most of us just couldn’t care less to seek the help, because we are constantly misdiagnosis. 

Thus through proper knowledge, eliminating the negative stereotypes, and constant conversations we can reduce fewer suicides. It is our duty in the African-American community to guide our love ones when we see them suffering. 


Why African Americans don’t take Mental Health serious?

When it comes to mental health, African-Americans are no more different from the rest of the population. They have just decided that mental health isn’t worth discussing or seeking help. Without the proper mental health treatment we can not live a proper life. Seeking help shouldn’t be taboo, but it is in our community. African-Americans are likely 20 more times to suffer from the disease compared to our caucasian brother and sisters. Any one can develop a serious case of a mental health issue, it’s just more common in African-American community. So with that being said, we don’t seek help because we have lack of knowledge about mental illness, we lack health care, and the fear of judgement keeps us from getting diagnose You can read more on this in my e-book on Amazon!



Mental Health in the African American Community!

In honor of black history month I felt the need to talk about this on going problem in our community. Mental Health, In the African-American community, depression is frowned upon and actually doesn’t even exist, or least I haven’t heard anyone speak of it. Being bombarded day in and day out with sarcastic comments, rolled eyes, and back turns, this is why most African-American women/men suffer from depression in silence and don’t speak out. It’s exactly why I did and refused to let friends, or family know. See, suffering from depression is so hard for people to believe, because they don’t know how it exactly looks. What does depression look like? Mental Illness is often invisible to most people, and we are very good at masking it behind fake smiles, and makeup. Read more about depression in my book: 

Ms. Fran


Mindfulness and Mental Health


If one has to explain Mindfulness in a sentence, it means being completely and absolutely present in the current moment. Mindfulness has become an instrument in the field of psychology;it is widely used these days in order to treat people suffering from various mental illnesses. How does it help?

  • It Shows People a New Perspective

When someone is suffering from mental illness, they usually have a very negative attitude towards the whole world. Mindfulness helps keep one in the moment and encourages them to have a different outlook of any situation. It also encourages one to have a positive outlook about one’s self. A therapist may suggest writing out affirmations and reciting them. Most therapist also offer breathing techniques to help with anxiety. 

  • It Teaches People to How to Live in the Moment

Most people who suffer from mental illness, usually are depressed about something from their past, or anxious about their future. It encourages you to feel no matter what this too shall pass, therapist may teach you self meditation, show you mini-mindfulness exercises and techniques. Most of these excercises can be done at home by yourself like coloring a mandala, going on mindfulness walks, listen to meditation without words. Using radical acceptance also helps you stay in the moment, accept the things you can’t control.

As someone who suffers from mental illness, I found all the these things helpful. The walks and breathing techniques were really helpful, I was able to focus on my beautiful surroundings. Mindfulness will help you establish better concentration, you will observe the flow of your inner thoughts. You don’t need to be some fancy meditator, just set aside about 10 minutes a day and go with the flow.

Ms. Fran


31 Days Sober😊🙌🏾

Small steps, but I think I can do it! The sad thing is, I switched to eating food. Both things are totally bad, but I can’t give up everything at once.😂 Oh well, here’s to more sober living!

Ms. Fran


Last Day of Group Therapy! 🙌🏾

It’s Monday my last day of group therapy, it was a 10-week group to help me cope with my illness better. If I must say so myself, I have done very well and graduating today. I’m still a little under the weather and was going to stay home, but my therapist suggested I come. So here I sit, waiting to be lead into the last day of this class. But I have mixed emotions about finishing up, will I be able to cope without the meetings. I mean I have something to look forward to on Mondays. The class helps me get out all of my feelings for the week ahead, although I feel strong I’m just a little nervous. Oh well, I have to put my big girl panties on and keep moving forward. I have come to far to fail now!

Ms. Fran