"Similar to the way people giving up sugar, and cutting back on calories, drink gin or vodka and tonics."
This is the doorway into revelation, into self healing.
Somehow losing myself, fighting for solid ground against wells of grief and tears, forgetting my name, being caged and medicated, allowed me to find reality.
We all have a story. What's yours?
Witnesses in the Valley, a City in Between
I don’t swim to exercise. Rhythmic laps have never been my thing. Tonight, I swim because I’m restless, unsettled, and water helps to shift things back into place.
Finding comfort in a forbidden feeling.
Years of complacency undone by one little pill
The Path to Proficiency
Thoughts on a career in which you have to be on social media to "succeed" and curating your social media to actually get some good out of something with so many negative impacts
Books that will do good for youth
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