The Singer & The Drink
My addiction lives between my ears and it’s a liar. It feeds my ego, myself-centeredness, and self-esteem. It told me that I was a better person when I drank. That…
My addiction lives between my ears and it’s a liar. It feeds my ego, myself-centeredness, and self-esteem. It told me that I was a better person when I drank. That…
Shame, Shame, Shame. Those words have rung in my ears for as long as I can remember. It’s an all-consuming force that has surrounded me and oppressed me. Disconnecting me…