Smoking was like kicking myself down the stairs every day: There she goes again. You’re nothing. Remember that. I had no words to describe my obsession back then. I was 12 years old and I didn’t know what was happening. I would phone my friend across the street and abruptly ask her without apology, “how… Continue reading The Perilous Journey of a Tobacco Addict
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When the Obsession Isn’t Lifted
Before, when someone with 20 years would say “it’s still a day at a time,” I couldn’t really hear them. I do now. I was a typical low-bottom case. I was drunk most days, and a car wreck, an arrest, and a liver enzyme problem couldn’t pry me from my favorite thing to do. What… Continue reading When the Obsession Isn’t Lifted
Men… I’ve Always Been Obsessed With Them
It’s not him, it’s the version of him I’d chosen to focus on, ignoring all the bad behavior which followed, as I have way too many times. “Addicted to Love” is a great song––it’s also a not-so-great running theme in my life. Last week, at 62 ½, it dawned on me that there’s never been… Continue reading Men… I’ve Always Been Obsessed With Them
