Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the stars my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the wind will guide my way
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Changes and Gratitude
I feel behind all the time. In my finances. In my personal development. In my life as a 30 year old. I feel like I smell all the time, even if I shower twice a day. I know I don’t but that’s how my life feels. My life feels like it has an unpleasant odor. … Continue reading Changes and Gratitude
perfection is an illusion
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
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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
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 