Serenity Now
I don't know what I'm doing, actually. I'm not a super Al-Anon. I'm wayfinding in many ways just like my son. He on some counter-rotational decline into more darkness. Me…
End of the Carnival
By noon I was not only angry but afraid. His mom finally acknowledged my texts and gave me the address of his apartment. I banged on the door for ten…
Chasing the Sun
I feel like I am racing reality to write a better ending for my son. At least, to head off the looming disaster. I can do neither. I'd like to…
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