Poetry- “Temporary Place”

One day, I will go home.

Bipolar Living- Speechless

Is this a meltdown of sorts? For the first time in my life, I am crying out to myself- not a doctor, not family, not even God. I am internally wailing at myself to wake up, to feel, to live. Yet, I have zero response in me.

The daily addict

The daily life of an addict in recovery

Walk In Integrity

Vincit Qui Se Vincit

Unlocking Adulthood

All to know about Adulthood:. Adulthood and money; Adulthood and love; Adulthood and religion; Adulthood and sex; Adulthood and pets; Adulthood and addiction; Adulthood and friends; Adulthood and relationships; Adulthood and travel; and many more

I Am My Own Island

Because We all need to find a way to live with ourselves

TheEnlightenedMind622

Open Your Mind

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