Step One: Powerlessness (Twelve Steps)

Addiction is the cold war pulling at our heartstrings; each an isolation of its own and all unwilling to reach out in communion with the rest. It’s a cold war that leaves us seething with resentment and anger over the people, places, and things we have no control over.

Enslaved by social norms, jonesing for distraction, obsessed with feel-good moments, fixated on the notion that the whole world revolves around whatever prison we have created for ourselves.

I Ain’t Right (Poem)

I ain’t right
I ain’t wrapped too tight
My screws are loose
And my scope is off sight
I got that monkey on my back
I got that thorn on my side
I got that bird in my brain

Journal Entry: Letter From My Higher Power

Dear Maria,

You are the grooviest chick I know. You have so many awesome talents just waiting to burst forth from your vault of hidden superpowers. All you need to do is stay focused and don’t let the man get you down.