Sometimes unfortunate, unforeseen circumstances happen that can shatter our entire world and everything we know. They can leave us feeling like the walls are crashing down around us. Accidents happen every day, and they are something that we are, unfortunately, unable to predict or prevent them.
I have always been the bad one. The irresponsible one. The black sheep of the family. The one who’s always wrong. There is absolutely no point in me trying to defend myself or to speak my words. This is past words. This is dysfunctional and irreversibly broken right now.
Pregnancy is, without a doubt, a wonderful and glorious time in a woman’s life. From the moment a woman finds out that she is growing a tiny life inside of her belly, their life changes forever. Most women celebrate this… Read More ›
I had a boringly eventful day. One might ask how something is boringly eventful. Well, what I mean by that is that I have had a pretty boring day (I spent about 90% of my waking day writing and doing… Read More ›
I am slowly starting to get my life back. One day at a time, one piece at a time, and one moment at a time.
Today has been pretty good for me while also marking my first 4th of July Sober. But I managed to make it through with of too much of an issue. I did not even get my a** to a meeting like I should have. Then again, I also did not get any sleep like I should have… I have not been to bed yet and I tried everything I could think of, besides illegal stuff and drugs and alcohol, to get me to sleep but to no avail.
Introduction to my article “Families Who Survived The Odds”