September

Over the last few days, I've had this sense of fault.A dread like breathlessness clinging onto my heart and lungs.Like I've been wrong about something. Something huge.I've been crying. Crying while making tea, crying while watching t.v, crying at therapy.Tears have just flowed on the spot.Uncontrollable grief.Ya see something has shifted or is shifting and … Continue reading September

The Struggle Is Real.

Getting sober is one thing but staying sober is another. And staying sober during a pandemic is another Right now I'm finding it tough.I have had many urges to get wasted recently.I have cried myself to sleep with the pain of grief and letting go.I am healing and its hard and vulnerable.Part of me does … Continue reading The Struggle Is Real.