Ever since I started Intense Outpatient Treatment for my substance abuse, I was really trying to figure out the root cause of my relapses. This wasn't the first time I went to treatment or put myself through rigorous efforts to try and fix the inside of me that was broken. I started the first … Continue reading perfection is an illusion
Author: Bubbly Eddie
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The streaks of the morning sun bleed through the blinds. The smell for the coffee peculating flutters my eyes awake. My vision is blurry. I rub my eyes and look around my white and barren room. Our white and barren room. We just got done moving into our brand new home yesterday and today, we … Continue reading Untitled
dear drugs
I feel like I've said goodbye to you far too many times. I've thought about the times I've written goodbye to my addiction, my relapse, myself in my addiction, all lamenting and vowing that I would never go back. But here I sit. I wonder if I've ever said goodbye to you. The drug that … Continue reading dear drugs
Everyone is someone’s someone.
After my recovery meeting I started to make my way to the bus stop. It was an airy night. The sounds of the small town were noticeable but now alarming. I had my earphone in listening to TTPD by Taylor Swift on shuffle while a group of late teenagers, young adults, were stood not too … Continue reading Everyone is someone’s someone.
Lies I hide behind: Finding love or hooking up
I think I've made it my soul mission to find love. What kind of love? Well, the kind of love where I'm burying my face in Olive Garden salad, calamari, and seafood pasta across from a guy who doesn't judge me that I prefer the Denny's of Italian Restaurants. Or the kind where I ask … Continue reading Lies I hide behind: Finding love or hooking up
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 