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The idea for Club HOPE came to me in the middle of my separation in 2018 and divorce in 2020. My entire world had flipped upside down because of my former husband’s addiction to alcohol, and I was floundering. I wondered how many individuals and families were also struggling alone with a loved one’s addiction to alcohol or other drugs. I wondered how many might benefit from a safe place to go for information, resources, and connections with others in a similar situation. A place with no shame. No stigma. No 12-step formula to follow. No complex and confusing medical treatments. Just a simple first step in understanding addiction from different points of view from other people living through it. A place to answer some simple questions, like

  • What is this?
  • Why is this happening to me and to us?
  • Why do I find it so hard to change this situation?
  • Why am I feeling so burned out and hopeless?
  • Is there any way to deal with this outside of the medical system or a 12-step community like Alcoholics Anonymous and Al-Anon?

Because I could not find such a place, I vowed to create it. Meanwhile, life continued to swirl and whirl around me. As a result, I deferred the dream of Club HOPE for four years, but I never gave up on it. One of my favorite poems, “Harlem,” by Langston Hughes came to mind throughout my journey, egging me on and encouraging me to take a series of small steps to make this dream a reality:

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

(From The Collected Works of Langston Hughes. Copyright 2002 by Langston Hughes.)

Family Culture | A Source of Resistance and Gumption

Club HOPE has finally emerged as an online resource as I continue to work on opening a physical location. As I reflect upon the past several years leading up to this launch, I realize the process has included a mixture of supportive and disruptive emotions and thoughts, including inspiration, passion, doubt, fear, a stubborn dedication to the idea of helping others, and an unwavering belief in being practical and fiscally responsible about how to get the job done right.

As I reflect more deeply upon this process, I realize now that my devotion to Club HOPE, my deferring of the dream, and my perseverance have all come from the same, meaningful place—the values of my Filipino heritage.

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