She read a poem from a man who had been sober twenty- two years and then relapsed. He had completely fallen apart. The poem she read was one of the last things he wrote, before his fall: Twenty-two … [Read more...] about The Face – from The Third Step
I’ve looked forward to this day for 25 years. Never sure I’d see it. To be honest, on October 28, 1993 I wasn’t sure I’d see October 29th, let alone 25 years. I’d had a disturbing phone call the … [Read more...] about Twenty Five Years
This morning I woke up sober. That means this year I've spent more New Years mornings sober than sick. The balance has shifted to the positive side and will hopefully stay there. I’ll never … [Read more...] about This morning I woke up sober.
This is the person the Trump administration and Sessions DOJ has decided should head the White House efforts to stem the opioid crisis. The crisis that will kill at least 60,000, … [Read more...] about White House’s Effort to battle Opiate addiction
In 1978 while tripping on acid and jacked way up on white crosses and tequila, singing Lynyrd Skynard’s “Freebird”, in possession, at the time, a respectably sized cache of unmarked firearms and … [Read more...] about everybody has a backstory
This reviewer ArdentWays hates me, I think, I mean on a mechanical level; like an oil and water level. I’m good with that. In a strange way this person made my day. I’ve dreaded for over a year, … [Read more...] about Everyone needs a mortal enemy
Funny, he still sits there, just outside the door, crouched down patiently waiting. His patience is exhausting; some days, most days, all days. You can never let your guard down, I can never let my … [Read more...] about Twenty-Four
Some days I forget that I’m a raging addict. This many years into this project it’s easy to forget how close that line between sanity and insanity really is. It’s easy to forget the line … [Read more...] about triple witching day