FEAR

Fear of not being taken seriously. Fear of freedom and fear of light. Fear of being superfluous. Fear that you won’t love your enemy. Fear of not loving and fear of not loving enough. Fear that what you love will prove inconsequential. Fear of death. Fear of running out of time. Fear of things left … Continue reading FEAR

Recovery & Stigma​

I am a recovering alcoholic living with depression, generalized anxiety, and post-traumatic stress disorder. This is not news, but it has been a long time since I have written directly on the topic so I thought I would refresh your memory. My sobriety date is February 11, 2014, and I am without relapse, slip, or … Continue reading Recovery & Stigma​

Death of a relationship | Continue

If I should be brought before you And am asked to skim the trees To recollect my fondest thoughts Amid a wasteland of memories I should dig deep the shallow trenches I will seek out every eye For my past bear's strong resemblance To the ones I stand before And I will know a soft … Continue reading Death of a relationship | Continue

Now is When the Sun Shines Brightest

"Taking a new step, uttering a new word, is what people fear most." - Fyodor Dostoevsky  Lately, things have been going well. I am turning 32 sometime this afternoon, and I have no idea what to say. I have no idea where I am going and no news on tomorrow. What fascinates me is that even though … Continue reading Now is When the Sun Shines Brightest

(un)comfortable

How does one change? Others often tell me how much I have changed. There has been a swift change in my perspective - an occurrence that 's hard to explain. I believe that to make radical changes in my life I had to make radical changes! It sounds simple, or at least, it seems simple. What is not so … Continue reading (un)comfortable

Time To Move On

My bags are packed. Everything is set for my move from downtown Manhattan to Brooklyn early tomorrow morning. I feel a little lost. I spent this past weekend in the Pocono Mountains camping with 200 others. It was an incredible weekend of recovery, new friendships and new direction. The first night I felt a little … Continue reading Time To Move On

SEAT 4D: ROW 1

I am sitting on a plane headed back home to New York City. Sometimes when I sit and think about the direction my life is headed I focus on the future. I wonder what type of job I'll end up with. If I'll stay in the city for the rest of my life. The list … Continue reading SEAT 4D: ROW 1