“i loaded up the car today with the bags and boxes of toys i no longer need to keep around now that the last of my little ones has turned eighteen. i probably could have culled the toys years ago but i’m the sentimental sort and hate to discard tangible reminders of days gone by.” Continue reading my heart broke a little today
(November 9, 2017 – recovery and responsibility) i have issues with some of the twelve steps. in december of 2014, i entered a recovery facility to deal with my eating disorder and my tendency to abuse benzodiazepines. Ativan, Xanax, Valium – they were my friends. they were an adjunct to my bulimia. they kept my brain quiet and helped me keep the dark thoughts at … Continue reading Recovery and responsibility.
From Famine to Feast. 