READ ALL ABOUT ME.
No, not really.
I love cats, nursing and advocating for addiction RECOVERY.
I also advocate for rehabilitation of criminals, considering at one point I was one.
I'm a mom.
I'm weird.
I love food, and fitness(they don't go together)
I try to love everyone.
I don't eat meat........ sorry. Animal advocate too.
BTW-*Drugs are bad*, *recovery is amazing* read on for more info.
I love friends I'll never probably see, feel free to add or contact me.
If you're in recovery add me too,
if you're not in recovery YET, I'm always here to talk and share experiences. <3

Latest Entry

My keto journey- last year and this year.

March 11, 2019
So over a year ago, with almost two year clean from heroin I found myself facing a scale in a doctors office during my second month of nursing school... fairly upset. I felt, nasty, ugly and unwanted even though i had a man that at the time was nice to me and sexed me up…
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Recent Entries

  • Your journey to die
    February 24, 2019
    I honestly can't remember when you were born, I just remember wanting to be an only child. From a young age I wanted all the attention I could get, and there you were all new and shiny stealing my mothers time. What I maybe lacked to see as a bestfriend, was a sibling that I…
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  • newbie
    February 4, 2019
    So I am finally seeing someone that's not pat. Obviously we argued and pat then robbed me of the only money I had so I contacted a guy i was good friends with, also slept with at one point, and he gave me gas to get home. I decided to stay a while, and then…
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  • Loving an abuser (memoir 1)
    February 4, 2019
    I left my abusive ex a few weeks ago, I'm really hurting tonight so I'm writing about what it feels like to be with him, and be abused by him. Because I'm finally getting some clarity in my life.   He's spent all week telling you how sorry he is. He's cried, laughed and also…
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  • Loving an Abuser (a poem)
    February 4, 2019
    I loved you when you first kissed me, in a hospital 80 miles away. You rubbed the space between my fingers, In my mind you would stay. I loved you, patrick, when our bodies connected in a halfway house 60 miles away you touched my body and my spirit In the depths of my soul…
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  • Death is only a tear in the fabric away.
    January 26, 2019
    I woke up at 5 am, turned over in bed to see Patrick facing me with his mouth wide open and a piece of dip sitting under his tongue, and on the roof of the spit bottle still half-fallen over in his hand. The most unattractive time in Pat's life is his slumbers.  I wish…
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  • DEATH AND LOVE ARE EVERYTHING.
    December 20, 2018
    So as I stated recently my best friend and also my younger sister passed away last month within two days of eachother . Sometimes it seems like a big joke on me, and I know I'm not that important, but I'm losing everything I love. NOW the positive part and all this bullshit brought the…
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  • Love Doesn’t Run Away to California alone
    December 10, 2018
    As i recently wrote about, my sister passed away on the 21st of November, this time was extremely numbing. I felt a lot of new emotions, combined. I felt I had to go to work and just, deal. I drove the car she died in to work and almost had a heart attack, I just…
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  • Heroin kidnapped my little sister and best friend last week.
    November 28, 2018
    I recently wrote about grief, and the last few months have slowly brought me to a life of extreme anxiety and depression. I spent months, up all night after work wondering if I was going to die out of no where, what I would do if I lost someone else, and basically swimming in my…
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  • Greif
    November 4, 2018
    It's funny because I'm pretty much going through the grieving process from the relationship I've been involved in. He's not dead, but he might as well be considering the person he came off to be years ago was never really him. I don't know what chemicals made me believe I was in love for so…
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