I’ve been thinking a bunch about the last decade of my life. Much of it was captured right here on this blog. I’ve been absent lately. Life just had a way of demanding my attention. Holding me accountable. Changing me. Healing me. And as I look at the things I’ve written… I barely recognize this…
I used to blackout when I drank. Not always but quite often. Blackout doesn’t mean you act any differently than your inebriated self would act. It just means you won’t remember what you did, what you said, or where you went. Your memory was too drunk to record. Therefore, no memory. Swimming motion Blurs the…
It’s been awhile since I’ve had the time to blog. You get divorced, become a single parent, and the whole world changes. BUT I feel I finally have things pulled together enough to come back. I miss you! I started a YOUTUBE channel where I basically just read my poetry. So much harder than…
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The paths are in front of him. One to the left. One to the right. Both look seemingly harmless. No signs of either being broken. Which to choose though? The decision seems hard. The direction to walk seems confusing. Which path will lead to the ending desired. Which one…
My friend Josh started blogging his recovery with alcohol addiction. In case you missed some of the blog posts we created together please check them out below. Then when you are done please visit his blog and let him know how supportive we can be as a blog community by clicking HERE. I promise there is…
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Filtered. Disguised. Hidden. I feel like a lot of us spend our lives presenting a certain “portrait” of ourselves to the world. We portray only certain parts of us to those around us. We hide the struggles in our lives and do not open up about the less than…
Written by Primal Night’s and HastyWords She presses her breath gently from her lips Unaware that she had been holding it in The quiet breaks slowly; a sad sort of beauty Numbness threatens every bony limb And chills the length of her spine As he fills her tub with liquored sin She stills…
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