The “Disappointment” Firework

I got triggered yesterday. Hard. For the first time in a long time in this sobriety journey, I was very close to succumbing to the mindset of "fuck it, I'm done, I just want a drink". Like, this close --> <--. Inquiring minds want to know: what triggered you, Cari? Was it the lack in …

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The Chase

5:45. Lying in bed during one of those precious moments of in between, not asleep but not quite fully awake, I sensed a movement next to the bed.  As I began to get my bearings, I realized that it was none other than Jesse the Cat.  At 5:45 in the morning.  Full-on psycho mode, bounding …

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7 Inches

7 inches. 7 heavy, penetrating, soft, dreamlike inches of... SNOW!  (What did you think I was talking about, pervert?) I don't mind being cold.  As long as there is snow. I don't mind the overcast, dreary days of winter.  As long as there is snow. I don't mind being stuck at home because of the …

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DIY Liars

Two weeks after being diagnosed with a severe allergic response to limonene and fragrance mix II, my allergist added "propolis" to the list after a delayed response marker appeared on my back.  Shit. Propolis is resin collected by honeybees used to fill crevices and to seal honeycombs.  Fucking bee glue. Confused on why I would …

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