Previously: On eight years of waking up. “August 24th was the eight-year anniversary of my getting sober; it’s a little difficult to think of a scale of eight years, not least because I often think 2013 was just two or three years ago. Some people in recoveries — it makes more sense to me to think of recovery strategies in the plural rather than the singular, for obvious reasons — talk about their own histories of using as a solution of its own to a variety of problems/impulses/desires/needs, imperfect and destructive as that kind of solution can sometimes become. The problem(s) predate the first solution and generally persist in some form or another in the face of newer solutions. The first time I
The feelings of loss are so real and maddening, notwithstanding your relief at escaping the "sickly sweet coated bear trap" (wonderful phrase!) of a toxic family. Sending you both love and admiration.
I just fucking love both of you. I’m so sorry about all of this.
The feelings of loss are so real and maddening, notwithstanding your relief at escaping the "sickly sweet coated bear trap" (wonderful phrase!) of a toxic family. Sending you both love and admiration.