It’s midnight and I can’t sleep. I have a lot on my mind and drugs (prescribed) in my body so I’m just going to ramble. Not […]
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addiction, alcohol, beach, childhood, family, getting over my past, memories, mother, moving forward, sisters, truth
I just want to float away. It seems too easy to be that easy – you can just leave all the pain behind and no longer be in pain even though you’ve floated away from everyone who loves you?
Giving up things of the world Read More »
acceptance, adderall, addiction, alcohol, anxiety, baggage, beach, beliefs, binge drinking, blogging to be better, borderline, boundaries, depression, father, Jesus, living a better story, living below my potential, loneliness, loving myself today, memoir, memories, mental illness, mother
Let’s look at my history with alcohol. Multiple arguments, the ending of relationships, the ending of going to school, the ending of a fresh reputation. For
To Drink or Not to Drink Read More »
alcohol, big steps forward, binge drinking, drinking, family, forgiveness
I’m wondering if I’m doing myself (and you) a disservice by posting daily. I don’t feel like I’m giving you a whole lot of substance to
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adhd, alcohol, anxiety, blogging to be better, church, depression, drug use, father, mother, Motherless Daughters Ministry, prayer, Rituals for Transformation
I’m on a journey. I guess you could call it a daughter journey. Some days I forget that I’m a daughter (I also have no contact
There’s just something about her Read More »
acceptance, addiction, adhd, alcohol, anxiety, attitude, authentic self, baggage, beliefs, grandparents, grief and loss, mother, Motherless Daughters Ministry, mothers, narcissism, Rituals for Transformation, Uncategorized
“Let me know, let me know when I’ve got room to run” – Dermot Kennedy I’m very much moved by music. I easily cry during my
“Feels like winter follows you around.” There’s a song by Dermot Kennedy and that is a line in one of his songs. I relate to that
The thing is there’s nothing particularly interesting or unique about me. I’ve just fucked up a lot of times and I want to share my experiences