In which I run a desperate experiment to get alcohol out of my life forever, complete with screaming monkeys, seductive whispers, and oddly joyful moments, all while I think I might just die. Continue reading My Alcoholic Ego, or How I Finally Stopped Gaslighting Myself
While writing this piece off and on for 3 days now over a hideously hot and humid New England weekend, I’ve vacillated wildly on whether to post it or not. I mean, it’s very personal. But by the same token, as part of my own Human Being Training… Continue reading She asked what I do for fun, and I had no idea.