days have dragged on and sped up and mashed into one lump of sober time. one year heroin-free. here we go again. i once again add up the clean time and slip it in my back pocket as i move through life, always wondering if the grass really was greener and if the brown would… Continue reading 365
Tag: Anger
the detox diaries
This is the last time I put myself through this, I keep telling myself. Just like I had told myself last time, too.
Robert
Brexit happened. He went to grab the champagne. I cried my eyes out.
Don’t get angry…
(ARTICLE) As women (NB: to be understood as womxn), we are led to believe the fallacy that we can be anything we want, just like the boys - albeit with plenty of exceptions. We can't be too loud. We can't be too funny. We can't be too smart. We can't be too angry. Out of… Continue reading Don’t get angry…
All and more.
Well fuck, I now see it's been exactly one month since my last post. In hindsight, it seems accurate when I assess the last 30 days: too much work, too many people, too many to-do lists, not enough time for me to regroup and recover. I'm not a big fan of how quickly this year… Continue reading All and more.
