What is a dad? Is it someone who wipes away your tears when you are sad? Is it someone’s hand
The huge clock on the wall has given up. Then In the 1920’s big city bus stations were once something to behold. Art
An alternative to guns. A shiny marble stole my heart as it landed into a shrapnel crater The joy it brought me
By Allyson C. 10 years It took me to realize I am my own demise 10 days I’ve been lying here In misery Cold, hot, weak, jittery Inhale Exhale Nausea,
Author: Tricia L. There is an ACHE a heavy-hearted feeling, I cannot equate anything to… A shadow of sadness behind my smile as I
Feelings It’s November 18. I have just left detox facility for at least the fourth time. I’ve been to rehab six
Creativity Can Play an Important Role in Addiction Recovery A novelist in recovery said he believed drinking made him a better
Tennessee Williams, F Scott Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Cheever, Carver, Berryman… Six giants of American literature – and all addicted to alcohol.
The Power of Imagination in Psychotherapy Therapy emphasises the importance of exploring our minds, seeking truth or clarity and uncovering our past.
Equilibrium, Truth, and Hope: What It's Like to Be a Writer in Recovery We speak to four accomplished writers about their writing
I open my eyes and am terrified by what I see. I am trapped and don’t know where I am supposed
In a room where whispers cling to the walls, A figure collapses as the darkness calls. Windows to the soul, reflecting the
What are you burning I think it's your soul You're breathing in smoke That won't fill the hole And when you breathe out Your chemical
Theft by Deception Welcome to Hell I feel like Heaven I’ll feed your head with lies Just one more time, you won’t die It was
When Wolf Parade sang, "I keep my head up tight. I make my plans at night. And I don't sleep,
Theft by Deception Welcome to Hell I feel like Heaven I’ll feed your head with lies Just one more time, you won’t die It was
Every addict is an egomaniac with an inferiority complex. I’m no different. The first flight had been cancelled. Two hours before
I was never high enough. My body defied odds of survival. A regular EF5 tornado. He was my treatment center roommate
