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A Letter I Can’t Send: Edge Of Crazy: Lesson #12

my dad was, and still is, a serious control freak. he wants everything to go his way, all the time, forever. His need to control + my rebellious streak – any display of love or affection = a seriously fucked up child. dad, i’d love to write this on my...

Loved And Lost: Remember All Those Nights We Cried

One of my oldest friends died last night. She died and I am angry. I want to kick the dog. I want to scream at the baby. I want to pull out my hair and punch holes in the walls. I want to ram my car into something, anything. I want to choke the birds who are singing...

Welcome (Back) To The Band!

Hey, The Band, It’s been a spell, I know, and it’s primarily my fault. Let me explain: when I became homeless after getting sober, I had no money. I had LESS than no money after all the medical bills added up together. When that happened, I had to let go...