I checked into TEP hotel on the heels of the exiting autumn. 2022.

No sweeping exists, Or offstage lines. Thanks, but no thanks TEP. Don’t let the front door hit you on the back side. So. Enough is enough. I have resolved on decamping TEP and defecting to another outfitter. I couldn’t have fixed on a situation less forgiving than this program. I…

It was Christmas dinner. A friend at TEP Hotel dolled me up for the occasion. And allowing itself a bit of licencia poetica, the night beat with syncopation, straying divergently from the accustomed rhythm of affairs of the typical res night. The day was buoyant, advancing with the ease of…

January 5th, 2023. The erumpent sun of late morning broached the horizon and came to a landing on the granite counter, where I was sitting…

Residential. Day 92; Final day. Life. Day 1. And let freedom ring They opened the doors of TEP penitentiary yesterday and let me back into the wild. And then, Life, simply, soberly, unceremoniously, had absorbed me back into its harsh, poignant, loving existence. And I pulsated suddenly with the rhythm…

Residential. Day 88. I need to be transparent about how I feel regarding what I have endured here. The mistreatment, the damage I have undergone, and the manner of behavior from the “care team”. Things I have yet to express here. I was not able to write about all that…

Sisyphus Residential. Day 86. I was scared. Scared shitless. As I began to perceive how frightfully monumental this monolithic evil called ED, really is. I came to realize how deeply rooted, so deeply entrenched in the subterranean chasms of my brain it was. I was thoroughly disheartened and humbled by…

Residential Day 77. I apologize for being MIA for a hot minute. I’ve been in the trenches. But I am fighting hard. Every minute, of every day, every snack, every meal, at every food encounter, with gritted teeth, with all might and mane, I am endeavoring to push through the…

Thanksgiving. Residential. Day 52. I am grateful to my body for never giving up on me, though I let it down, too many times, for far too long. I am grateful for the opportunity for Recovery; for another chance in life, when I nearly went down the deep end. I…