This memoir would haunt me…continuously in my mind and I continuously tried to push it to the back. It was too painful to solidify the truth like this in black and white…my childhood, my addiction, my love story.
Growth
Chapter 23
The one constant in life is change and if our moral code is challenged by a change in schedule (or anything at all for that matter), then it may be that there are cracks in that integrity.
Chapter 20
When there is nothing in between us, there is a limitlessness that induces pure, sober intoxication just being in his presence…Our Universe…
Chapter 18
He walked the path of crime in other ways, not at all knowing how to process the trauma he experienced in his own life. I recently learned that, like my mother, he too was brutalized as a child…brutalized in every way a child can be. No exaggeration.
Chapter 1
Twenty years today. Continuous. Unconditional. Sobriety.
In Bloom 