I dreamt of you last night. It was so nice to see your beautiful face. You were laughing, tan, skin luminescent, summer blond silky hair straightened blowing in…
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For those of you that don’t know me and most don’t, I led a privileged life for many, many years. Traveled to exotic locales on…
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Leave a CommentLast night ‘on the walk’ Lupe and I saw a shadow in the midnight black, bone-chilling distance. An elderly man lying helpless in the snow, black…
Leave a CommentMy therapist – “you’re an addict. You’re in recovery” (say what?). I don’t care how you got there, or which doctor gave you the pills.…
Leave a CommentBody temperature. 95 degrees. Chills. Muscle aches. Blurred vision. A sampling of the shiteous Benzo taper tsunami symptoms that are my current mood. I ask my mom if…
Leave a CommentWhen a milestone comes, embrace it. Do the happy dance, you deserve it. Whenever you push beyond the comfort zone no matter how scratchy, ridiculously uncomfortable it…
Leave a CommentBenzo withdrawal and the excruciating road to recovery is well worse than the lowest, hottest depths of hell. Actually if there was a hell, I’d…
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