I remember the day I found out my sister was a cutter. She always did the cutting in private, she hid the wounds and the scars. Her pain was hers and cutting was an outlet to release the pain. I knew she didn't do it for attention. I knew she was suffering an agony I … Continue reading Survival
Month: December 2018
Circumstantial existence
Ever since I read Walking the Journey's post last month titled I know what I would do. I have been thinking about this concept of whether or not I would want to or be able to tell a friend that their spouse is cheating, or if my friend is the cheater, would I want to, … Continue reading Circumstantial existence
Six countries in 16 days
Enough about addiction recovery and clueless arsehole friends. Back in September I kept asking, begging, Blue Eyes to confirm, or not, whether we were going on a business trip to Europe in October. It was on, then off, then on, then off, finally on.... At the end of the month I ended up furiously booking … Continue reading Six countries in 16 days
try not to cry on my rainbow 