Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
The voice is telling me “You’re worthless” “You’re unlovable” “Starve yourself then maybe you could actually succeed at something” It won’t stop It’s merged with mine I’m believing each lie Photo Credit: hansvandenberg30 Flickr via Compfight cc
Another senseless mass shooting, where for a few days, perhaps weeks, people will argue, discuss and voice their heated opinions on gun control and mental health, which means little to nothing to the families of the dead. They are living a hell so tragic no one can begin to comprehend. Read more
If I suffer from another spazz-fest, I’m gonna slap myself in the face – hard. I am friggin’ sick and tired of dealing with my hyper-sensitive reactions – especially when I’m consciously aware I have an ongoing habit of overreacting to, well, almost anything. Consumed by worry and exhausted from Read more
How could you forgive me if I can’t find it in my heart to forgive myself? For what, love? Oh, you know the goddamn basics, for living, breathing, existing. For letting the negative thoughts push against my brain dominating my train of thought. I get it, girlfriend. I have been Read more
On December 3, 2015, my parents – at 73 years of age – moved to Los Angeles, from New York City. The city they had lived in, their whole lives. They had traveled. Florida and Puerto Rico. Still extremely east coast. December 3rd was my middle daughter’s 6th birthday, and Read more
I’m not complaining about being sober. The benefits of sobriety alone completely outweigh the losing prize waiting for me at the end of the bottle but fuck if I can’t sleep, I’m a miserable bastard. Sleeping sober is a trying and enduring problem of mine, and these troubled roots go Read more
Don’t believe the sales girl. She’s lying. That’s what I told myself. Like my Mom, I hate shopping, but I really needed some new clothes. At Mapleview Mall I didn’t know where to start. It seemed women’s clothing was either too frumpy-bridge-club or too teenage-trash for my liking. I finally Read more
Memoirs of a Legal Courtesan is about my zany, fun, sexy, dangerous, lonely, courageous, and painful life of longing, lust, and love. I hope that men and women who suffer from sex/love addictions, consciously or unconsciously, or know of those who do, will find insights, compassion, humor, hope, healing, and Read more