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Some days I just cannot do the nursing home. I swear to God I do not know how the people who work here survive it, every day, every gray and unchanging day. There is no tomorrow or yesterday here, only the unchanging now. The endless now. [Read more…] about Some days I just cannot do the nursing home
October 28, 1993… that was the day I dumped the last of my Oxy, Percodan, Xanax and sweet Seconal down the toilet. God, I do love Oxy and vodka. Vodka is like air to me.
But, on that day, 23 years ago, I simply could not puke and bleed and shake anymore. [Read more…] about Twenty Three Years of Sobriety, But the Day Ain’t Over Yet
I was watching that embarrassment last week, “the debate,” wondering when or if those two would get around to heroin and prescription pills and the addiction epidemic.
The debaters did, for about thirty seconds. Hilary mouthed some pre-packaged words about the “war on drugs” and police and enforcement and then, I don’t know… she lost me. [Read more…] about We Are Consumers and Profit Centers – The War on Drugs
So, I was told that before my book officially “hit the streets” (sounds ominous, right?) that I should have an elevator pitch or speech.
Basically that means what I can say about my book in the amount of time I’m stuck on an elevator with some poor, unexpecting, future reader…
Here’s my shot — what do you think?
30 Second Elevator Pitch:
Heroin and prescription drug and alcohol abuse in this county is out of control. Worse now than when I was young. The war on drugs is a complete and dismal failure.
I survived this Hell. I found the twelve steps, fell apart at the Third Step: [Read more…] about 30 Second Elevator Pitch – Third Step
I average four text messages a week from people I’ve never met either struggling with addiction or a friend or relative of a victim. I have six friends, including two of my closest friends with cancer. Not some bullshit cancerous pimple, but deep in your guts, fuck your life cancer. [Read more…] about The Election
