A Sober 33rd Birthday in London

It’s my 33rd birthday! Sounds like a silly milestone or number to celebrate but not to an addict. A month after my 29th birthday I started to think about taking my own life. The addiction cycle had come full circle and it was either going to kill me or perhaps I’d beat it to it. I knew my body was…
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How a Violent Relationship Shaped My 20s

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Every time someone new entered my life, I questioned his intentions. Not every man I came across was bad but in my eyes there was a dark horse in everyone. Anytime they touched or kissed me, I never felt it. In private and intimate moments, I wondered if they felt the wall between us or what it felt like to sleep with someone that was dead on the inside. No one ever had me again the same way as my first love.

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