Hi I'm Roz! 

I was born in 1977 in Montreal Quebec. My childhood was filled with memories of my dad and a time when the WWE was known as WWF. My dad was in the height of his career in the late 70's and early 80's. With fame my dad found addictions. He became addicted to cocaine and was an alcoholic. This would be the downfall to his career. 

Because of his build and his reputation, my dad quickly became a man who was both feared and respected.  

A lot of my childhood memories are a blank. I learned to dissociate to cope with the environment I was raised in. I didn't know it as a child but later would come to know that my mother had a plan. My dad became abusive and violent. His rage mostly directed towards my mother. We managed to leave Montreal but those informative years for me were impaired. I was blessed to have loving grandparents (my mothers’ parent’s) who lived down the street from us. While my mom was just trying to survive I found comfort at Nanny’s house.  Escaping domestic violence is never easy and for it to be successful a plan must be made. Sometimes these plans take years to come to life.

There was one night I recall like it was yesterday. My dad ended up in prison. I was the one to make the call that would land him in prison. One of the scariest moment’s in my life was being on the phone with 911 while seeing my dad trying to unalive my mother.

I’m thankful for my mother who did all that she needed to do to escape. I am fully aware that I am sitting here today because she had the courage to leave, to go no contact and to uproot her life away from her family and move us half way across the country.

I wasn’t a perfect teen but I wasn’t the worst either. I didn’t start rebelling till I was in my later teens and by that point I began my own struggle with alcohol. I would drink 5 out of 7 nights a week. I snuck into bars underage and did a lot of things I regret. I never wanted to touch drugs because I knew how they affected my father and his life. I’ve always blamed cocaine and booze for taking my dad away from me. At some point I decided that cannabis must be ok everyone was doing it. So cannabis and hard alcohol became my escape. One night I blacked out and woke up in the hospital with my arm slashed open and no idea how it happened. It was in that moment I decided to leave my addictions behind me. I’ve been sober for 20 years.

I share with you my brief story with you so that you can understand that I have lived through a lot of experiences in my life. Your story won’t scare me. I’ll provide you with a safe and comfortable space for you to share your own story with me. I share my story with you so that you know that we can recover from whatever traumas we experienced whether as a child or an adult. There is hope!