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16 mins read|01/30/18I’m a drug addict. Specifically, a recovering drug addict. More specific, a grateful recovering drug addict.
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12 mins read|03/03/16“Why now,” I said to no one, or to myself, or to God. Whoever. I was drunk, strung out, mostly dead, hopeless in the darkness. I knew I’d done it all to myself. I didn’t need God to drive the point home.
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10 mins read|12/08/15But I remember that that’s how it ended. Words. Wine. Blood. A sudden halt to the conversation.
