A typical morning
“BRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGG. BRRIIIIIIIIIIIING. BRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIING.” The shrill scream blaring from the speaker on Sophia’s phone jolts her to consciousness. Always the same sound, always the same reaction. Gasping for breath from the sheer dump of adrenaline that always accompanies the experience of being screamed awake, she reaches blindly to her side and grasps the phone. She squeezes […]
Precipice
Wearily trudging up the last flight of stairs to the top floor, I lean against the wall beside the door, hurriedly wiping my tears so my roommate won’t see them. After taking a deep, shuddering breath, I unlock the door and step inside. I barely glance at him as my make my way to the […]
Dear Johnnie
At the time of this writing, I was 98 days sober. The week prior my therapist encouraged me to write a goodbye letter to alcohol. I was encouraged to write like alcohol was a person. I ended up writing to Johnnie Walker, because red label was my drink of choice. It ended up coming out […]