An awakening. I’ve let a good bit of time slip away again before picking back up with this tale. I guess that may be an indication of how much it still hurts, even though I like to think I have already let out most of the pain. The fact that I keep trying to avoidContinue reading “The Thread that Unraveled”
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Fear and Anger and Pain
In my last post I described a little of what Mike and I’s teenaged years felt like. To continue on that thread I will tell you that by the time Mike was around 15/16 years old he was deeply buried in the swirling world of his constant drug use, trying to keep his demons fromContinue reading “Fear and Anger and Pain”
Thirty-Three 