Cutting The Ties

Five years ago I had my first stay in the hospital due to a mental collapse.  My medications were not doing what they needed to be doing and I needed help. Desperately.  As a recovering alcoholic, the powerful desire to drink that included a plan to drink, is the threat of self-harm.  I had to … Read moreCutting The Ties

Missing…Something? (Part 1)

October 10, 1992, is a date that will live on in infamy for me.  Many of you reading this may not have been born yet.  That’s alright.  It’s not the point.  What is the point?  The point is this:  I lost something very precious and valuable on that day. The problem?  I was so f@#king clueless that I … Read moreMissing…Something? (Part 1)