Tag: alcohol
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Southern Ways – Part 1
As I sat in dead Aunt Rosie’s parlor and waited for the coroner to show up, I glanced around the well-lived-in room. My eyes fell upon a sign I’d never seen. ‘In our family, we don’t hide crazy… we give it a cocktail and sit it on the porch.’ I chuckled despite the circumstances. This ... -
Step One
I recently started attending the Alcoholic Anonymous meeting, at the urging of my counselor. AA tells participants that they have to complete the 12 steps if they want to achieve sobriety. The first step is acknowledging that you have a problem. I sat there the other night listening to the speaker talking about being powerless ... -
5 Tips For A Beginner To Master The Casino
Casinos seem to be popping up everywhere these days. They have an allure that brings in people from all ranges of social status. -
Adulthood: Childhood In Disguise
We spend the majority of our formative years waiting to grow up. Then we grow up enough to be able to do everything we wanted to do as children and all we want to do is go back to having naptime after lunch. I recently turned 30 a few weeks ago, and I have been ... -
Stereotypes: Part Two
Read the previous part here! Trigger Warnings: Stereotypes, Racism, Drug References Matt walked over to her body and kneeled down beside it. He noticed the rise and fall of her chest. Thank God, she was still breathing. He thought of calling an ambulance, but he’d heard on the news that there were no available beds ... -
I Turned Your Growler into a Vase for my Flowers
I turned your growler into a vase for my flowers. All my friends point at my bad behavior, but after being broke I have no fear. They say I’m putting my life in danger; but my friend became my love and my love is now a stranger. I remember running down the alley ... -
A Drink Before I Die
I have often thought of the works of Hemingway nights like this. The air was cold, and the thin walls at the Colonial Apartment did little good to keep out the cold. I was sitting in my old computer chair, staring at my copy of The Old Man in the Sea. “Scary how much ... -
An Open Letter To God From A College Senior
Dear God, The things that are happening should make me happy. I don’t think it’s my anxiety and I don’t think it’s my depression. I’m just so confused and every day seems like a struggle between the person that I once was, the person that I want to become and the person that I am currently. I believe ...