My addiction no longer defines me.
Mad Girl by Bryony Gordon
The loss of a loved one is undeniably grim. Growing up I was told not to discuss topics such as death at length for fear of upsetting or offending someone.
Sadly, what can start as fairly innocuous behavior can lead to more serious harm and even attempts at suicide.
On January 10th, 2017 I consumed the last alcoholic drink of my life. The setting of my last hurrah wasn’t glamorous, I was alone in the cinema plowing through four cans of cider.
I Am, I Am, I Am: Seventeen Brushes With Death by Maggie O’Farrell
My ex-boyfriend is in prison. This makes me happy. My only regret is I didn’t put him there.