I started 2020 in relapse.
After over a month of failed attempts at sobriety, I threw in the towel.
Trauma is good at that—convincing you to give up and submit to hopelessness and despair.
Continue readingI started 2020 in relapse.
After over a month of failed attempts at sobriety, I threw in the towel.
Trauma is good at that—convincing you to give up and submit to hopelessness and despair.
Continue readingWhen someone goes through the process of enrolling in counseling services, the question is always asked.
“Are you experiencing any suicidal thoughts?”
From my experience within the mental health system, and through my education in psychology, I know that this must be answered carefully. Typically, I just say no. Generally, they ask if you have a plan for suicide, or access to any weapons that may be used for self-harm. My answer to that is unequivocally “no”, but the thoughts… they still linger.
Continue readingMountaintops summoned me, but her empty promises only led to endless valleys.
“Please, Atticus,” she breathed into my chest. Her eyes shimmered with effervescent tears that flowed towards my lips. I yearned for her sparkling kisses and ethereal embrace.
Continue reading“The true alchemists do not change lead into gold; they change the world into words.” – William H. Gass
My first book is a collection of poetry, illustrations, paintings, and blurbs relating to a journey through trauma, addiction, and recovery. The ideas in these poems are not exclusive to me, the author. The majority of these pieces are relatable to anyone who has struggled with heartache, grief, or substance abuse.
Continue reading“Just one drink won’t hurt,” she told herself.
Last week, she celebrated a year sober.
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