Creeping up on 31 years old, navigating this bizarre life with the accuracy of a toddler. I utilize humor as a coping mechanism to keep insanity at bay (kind of). Follow me on my journey through addiction, recovery, relationships, sex, religion, friendship, and whatever the fuck else I land in...Originally from San Jose, CA, I am now comfortably living in Eureka Springs- Northwest Arkansas. I quit writing when my father died in 2003. I picked up a pen after rehab and have not wanted to put it down since. This project is a work in progress, and I welcome feedback and discussion on the topics I post. Feel free to email me, comment, and/or contribute as a writer. It's pivotal to not stifle our curiosity. Just because we are getting older does not mean we have to stop learning. Continue asking questions, even the tough ones. Being uncomfortable is something people generally try to avoid, but it's where we grow and discover the most about ourselves and others.

Apologue of an Addict

I am human. I am educated. I am outgoing. I have tons of friends. I am also an addict. I am a recovering addict and suffer from depression, general anxiety, … Continue reading Apologue of an Addict

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