I strive to be as open and authentic as possible. It is easier to do than you would think. You just need to take a deep breath and trust people. Trust that people will see you for all the shit you might be in and the crap you fought so hard to get out of. […]Read More When Trauma Causes Trauma and Trauma Fucks Trauma Unwillingly.
My first sip of alcohol was in Junior High at my friend Joe’s house. Hell, my first open-mouth kiss happened there too. NOT with Joe!!! 😉 Two words … helicopter tongue. We drank Kahlua from the bottle, refilled it with some water, and then pretended to be adults. I was 13. My first beer was […]Read More Breaking Bottles (90 days dry)