8 Years Ago: Birthday Dog, Spiritual High from the Junkie Journals.
I woke abruptly and my first thought was that it was Charlie’s thirteenth birthday. I immediately felt brighter than the last few weeks which had all been a shade of […]
Tag Archives: Grief
11 Years Ago: Sex Work Secrets of Gypsy Me. Navigating trauma in all the wrong ways.
These photos are from exactly 11 years ago, I was unsettled and moving about lots, staying at friends houses and in holiday cottages, desperately trying to find somewhere to settle […]
4 Years Ago: Overdose, Shame and the Blame Game
The photo’s above are all taken during my time with Marcel, I’m not sure if our life was the life that people expect heroin addicts to have. I suppose the […]
4 Years Ago: Why Did You Die? Guilt, Regret and Sadness.
I’m not sure what I’m doing with this blog post, I want to just avoid the horrible thoughts that this date brings, I want to pretend I don’t feel a […]
Photo Memories: Before Heroin, Before Loss.
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6 Years Ago: Death, Deviance and Sexual Therapy
Reading through my journals this morning in preparation for this post I was once again surprised by the details they record, and it reminded me of how chaotic and bizarre […]
Ten Years Ago: Abortion, Shame & Manic Me.
This year you are allowed to feel whatever you feel, and I did. June 11th will always be significant, as significant as any birth or death. It’ll always be the day I choose to end two lives, the day that nearly ended my life too.
Ten Years Ago Today
I’ve been reviewing my journals which cover the last twenty years of life, I’m doing so as currently writing up a memoir about my experiences with drugs and addiction, and […]
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