Pushing Labels

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Envelope Pushers.” My first strip to a psychologists office was when I was 8 years of age. My defiance was more about fear than because I had any real understanding what was needed of me – or what I needed from them. I accepted the labels. And … More Pushing Labels

2nd Trip to Rehab

The the rehab I was in was and is still one of the best. The psychologists work their asses off, and it’s in the most beautiful location. I had been there before for crack cocaine, snow, and drinking. I hardly remember that 6 week visit – except that I had to ‘get in touch with … More 2nd Trip to Rehab