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“Can you keep a secret?” I looked up from my plastic tray, which was slightly gouged in the middle from all the scraping of previous spoons, and locked eyes with my new celly. She had only been in for a few days and all I’d seen from her was shifty energy. I was too tired…

I jerk awake when I feel someone staring at me.  I lay there for a minute, putting off the action required to find the answer to my burning question: Is the stare attached to a real person or a fake person? I don’t have any patience for fake people right now. Naturally, night one in the…

“Why don’t you start from the beginning.” “I need you to be more specific.” Heavy pause. Heavy, awkward pause that I was not going to give in to because I was a stubborn woman and everything could be taken from me, but I wouldn’t give up that. “How did the day start? Did anything out…

I told myself I wouldn’t do this again. I told myself that the therapy was helping and that my addiction was under control. I told myself that I was stronger than this cycle and it was my job to break it, that the future generations depended on it. I knew that the path to health…

How To Avoid Turning Me Into A Cunt  Step One- Stop Talking To Me   If you initiate a conversation, against my will, and wonder why my mood is shit, am I really the problem? Or is your lack of intelligence relating to body language and vocal cues the problem?  Step Two- Get A Better…

I could feel each drop of rain curling around my neck and down my chest, soaking the fabric in front of me. I could barely feel my toes in the sneakers I wore as I looked down at the mud trying to fight its way through the thin soles. I tried to ignore my numb…

I jerk out of my deep sleep to birds chirping at my window, screaming their praise for a new day. My head pounded from the large bottle of wine I inhaled late last night and come to think of it, there may have been more than one bottle. It felt like tiny bugs were stabbing…

I love being alone.  It was often hard for me to picture a future with a husband, or with kids I pushed out of my body.  The concept of no longer being my own or having the freedom of no commitments was a terrifying one.  As I rush through my twenties, I wonder if I’m…

“I didn’t think his head would bounce like that.”  Candi, which was short for Candice, but god forbid you call her that or she’ll stab your hand with a fork, sat on a wooden table in the corner of the musty room. She kicked her long legs back and forth as she gnawed on a…

I stared at the smoke curling around the lights that lined the ceiling. The familiar smell of cigars comforting the ache in my chest. I turn on the leaning barstool, glancing over the people that fill the old bars room.  I often come to the dirty spot that sits beside the towns burger and fry…