My Best Worst Moments.

”You are SO boring.”   This is the most common comment I’ve heard over the last ten months. Not having a drop of alcohol (nope – not smoking anything either) seems to be tougher for those around me, than what being sober is for myself. The beginning was hard. After a summer filled with Strongbows … Continue reading My Best Worst Moments.

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Open Wound.

I was 14 years old the first time it dawned on me. It was late at night and I was laying in bed wide awake, unable to sleep. We had an argument that night—my parents and I. For the life of me, I can’t remember what we were fighting for. Most likely I wanted to … Continue reading Open Wound.