Dying

posted in: New Beginnings | 0

Turns out, Ive always been good at something. Its not my fault that that something was dying…. My second overdose was, for me, far more traumatic then my first one. I am not sure about the rest of the world, … Continued

Feelings

posted in: Reflections | 1

I saw my first therapist when I was young. I still see a therapist. Going on thirty years old and it hasn’t gotten easier to speak about my life. In fact, it has only gotten harder. My counselor wants to … Continued

Empty Shell

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I’ve come to realize, that who I used to be is not whats important. Who I was before this last relapse is not whats important nor is who I could be in the future. What is important is who I … Continued