10 Years in Recovery

I was 14 years old when I touched alcohol for the first time. I got absolutely wasted, blacked out, and woke up the next morning with both eardrums burst and two black eyes. I was a mess. I’d gotten the shit kicked out of me. That much was obvious. But I had no idea why. […]

Love is Pain

Love is Pain. And I’m not talking about sadomasochism or a valentine’s break-up. Nor am I referring to our romanticised ideas of lust and passion. Generally our culture is at a loss for words when it comes to describing real love. I’m talking about the kind of love that is honest, accepting and forgiving, no […]