Thanking My Lucky Stars
I have never known real love until I met Dan…through that I learned to love myself and learned to accept the love of those around me. Still, this bitch has got a lot of baggage and hard as I try to purge it all, some shit still gets to me. More than anything I hate feeling worthless and treated like an afterthought. I hate being kicked when I’m already down. I think everyone does. Still, I married the best fucking person in the universe and he gives the best hugs. Sobriety is hard as fuck some days, having Baker in… Continue Reading →