Sobriety isn’t about perfection — it’s about making the U-turn when you realize you’ve gone off course. Recovery, like the wasteland, is full of hazards and second chances if you know where to look.
Sobriety isn’t about perfection — it’s about making the U-turn when you realize you’ve gone off course. Recovery, like the wasteland, is full of hazards and second chances if you know where to look.
The world is fucking weird. I don't know what to call this feeling today except off — the kind of off that makes you stop and ask, what the hell is wrong with me? A few days back I wrote about body image and self‑esteem; since then I've realized something nastier under it all: I …
Last night in Appalachia reminded me that not every dream has to go viral. Sometimes yelling into the void—or into the wasteland—is enough.
From the schoolyard to the Army scale to bariatric surgery, body image has haunted me like a ghost. The mirror doesn’t always tell the truth—but neither do the voices that shaped it.