I am an addict. I’m a promiscuous one as well; I don’t have any brand loyalty. Some people don’t believe in an addictive personality. Since I possess one, I tend to disagree. I have spent my life looking for ways to alter my mood, to make me either not-me or absent in my head and I haven’t been overly picky about what I do to … Continue reading When your drug is addiction.
I have an addict’s brain. Not in a jar on my desk or anything like that. It’s the one in my head. I don’t know if I was born this way or developed the tendency, if my addict brain is nature or nurture. At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter. My reality is what it is… Continue reading How I mitigate my addict brain.
“i have been what i call abstinent with my eating disorder for the last six months and by that i mean i have not thrown up. this is the longest i’ve gone without self-induced vomiting in twenty-seven years. there is a part of me that is amazed and grateful.” Continue reading abstinence doesn’t make the thoughts grow kinder
“i’m stuck. i’m not falling backwards to any great degree but i’m not moving forward either. i’ve landed in this space i call “not too bad” and i’m terrified to push beyond it.” Continue reading stay small, stay safe
From Famine to Feast. 