140 Days Later
I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO WRITE THIS SINCE I MOVED. And I have a lot
Relapse, Pt. 2
Sorry about that! I had an idea for an escape plan, and I ended yesterday’s
Looking Back at My First Month Clean
I really shouldn’t plan my writing, just saying. I’m a natural born pantser. I’ve made
On Perseverance
tl;dr for my last week’s worth of posts: I started a series of notes to
Getting to the Root of A Heart Full of Fear
CW: child abuse, physical abuse Holy cows! Imagine being totally exhausted, but without a low
Results of the Compliment Challenge
I can live for two months on a compliment. -Mark Twain In a previous post, I
I Remember that Guy!
Just pics of what I looked like before my grandmother got a hold of me.
Thank You, Mom
Dear Mom, I remember us going to Lake Powell, and spending at least an hour
Self Care and Dopamine Farming
I must apologize to myself for not writing anything, the past few days, aside from
Oh, Perfectionism
Yesterday wasn’t the greatest day in the world, but in a way, it wasn’t bad.