THUDTHUDTHUD… I would wonder why someone’s pounding on the door at 2:23 on a Monday morning, but around here it almost makes sense. THUDTHUDTHUD… The furiously pleading strokes of her tiny fist ricochet around the entryway, over and over. THUDTHUDTHUD… For a third time I push the button and speak…

Creative Cafe Prompt — “Are you like, a crazy person?” “I am most certain they will say so” Evey and V, V For Vendetta _____________________________________________________________ Mercury had been in retrograde that week. At least that was how he’d tried to explain away his actions. That, however, had failed to wash with his wife then…

Regret. It washed over me every morning before I opened my eyes. I regretted the memory of what I’d done or said the day before, or the lack of any memory whatsoever. I regretted how sick and feeble I felt laying there, nervous to move for fear of vomiting again…

My introduction to recovery came sometime in the summer of 2014. I can’t remember when. In fact, I can’t remember much of the next three years. My memory of 2014 -2017 is full of holes. That’s because I didn’t stop drinking and using that summer. I didn’t stop because I…