I’d love to make this post an inspirational one. I’d love to throw you some quotes, or tell a great story right now to hide the fact that I’m struggling and scared. I ask others to write their truths on this site, and it wouldn’t be fair of me to not doRead More →

I wrote this poem in August of 2000. I was three months sober. Let me know if it means anything to you.  ______________________________________________________________________ Emptiness fills the room. I alone sit quietly. Chest tight and eyes welling with tears, I sit quietly alone. As the tears streak my face I feelRead More →