Aging and recovery have stripped away my illusions about friendship, loyalty, and judgment. Maybe that’s what getting older really means — realizing who walks beside you, and who was only ever there for the show.
Tag: Sobriety
Friends in the Foxhole
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 …
Here We Go Again: Fallout, Failure, and Figuring It Out
As anyone who knows me well will tell you, I’ve been knee-deep in Fallout 76 lately. It’s the most current version of the series, and while it has its flaws, it also offers ongoing development, which keeps it engaging. Occasionally I jump back into one of the older games—nostalgia’s a hell of a drug—but right …
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