sock it to me.

Eight pages of people’s names, my resentments towards them, how those resentments affected my psyche, and my role in bringing Continue reading →

c’mon in – the water’s fine.

Comfort in my own skin has never come easy. Body issues, face issues, social interaction issues; you name it, I Continue reading →

been there, done that.

The idea always existed that once I fixed myself, the addiction would disappear. Self-help books line my shelves. I’ve spent Continue reading →

merriam- webster, you so crazy.

Now was the time for me to actually, physically do something. The first three steps all lived in the land Continue reading →

make mine a double- take.

It was of paramount importance that every situation I encountered be judged. Good or bad, loving or hateful, giving or Continue reading →

turn that frown… awww, you know the rest.

The idea of acceptance, to me, has always been seen in the form of “nothing I can do about it, Continue reading →

you dirty, dirty filter.

Break in the program: Just to be clear, I’ve gone through the 12 steps before. Twice. Once seventeen years ago Continue reading →

you’re soaking in it.

Once I began to understand that the 12 steps were circles within circles, or journeys within journeys, the need for Continue reading →