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How I Stayed Sober Through the End of My Marriage

I cried at Starbucks, I cried at fancy bakeries, I cried on public transportation. But I didn’t use or drink.

Evolution of a Beard: My Growth as Reflected Through Facial Hair

My hatred and rage grew alongside my father’s beard. Beards represented mental illness. Beards represented embarrassment. Beards represented my failed family. The last time I saw my father without a beard was the night he accused me of being an alien sent to harvest his testicles. It was the summer before I entered eighth grade.… Continue reading Evolution of a Beard: My Growth as Reflected Through Facial Hair

Narrative Therapy, or What Angelina Jolie Tells Herself About Herself

Ask yourself: As a sober person, who am I? What is my new story? What will I tell myself and others about who I am and what my life is like sober? Human beings are fascinated by stories. Indeed, we are particularly enthralled with stories about the lives of other people. Biographies and autobiographies always… Continue reading Narrative Therapy, or What Angelina Jolie Tells Herself About Herself