Up until last week, she had never heard that song. She was/is a fan a Nine Inch Nails, but somehow, she missed the song, “The Perfect Drug.” This morning, I’ve been awake for about 45 minutes, and I’m all fucked up. I had a dream just before waking up that everything was fine: nothing happened.…

We go through life hearing the phrase, “another day, another dollar.” That is fine during the monotony of life, when everything just blends together. When you’ve had a catastrophic even happen, however, another day is a big deal. Then again, it could be, “another day, another pain.” Today was still rough. It is still rough.…

It doesn’t matter what I do, say, or think, I just can’t seem to win. I get a bonus from a job. A day later, a letter saying I fucked up on my taxes and owe more. I try to save time by explaining something and get accused of being insensitive. I try to educate…

Having a father as a social worker is a blessing and a curse. I do not recall how often, but after school, he’d ask how my day was. There were good days and bad days. The fucking snowflakes of today are pussies compared to growing up in the 80s/90s. There’d be times where I’d come…

When finding love, you can’t look for it; you cannot seek it like it’s a job. Sure, you can post a ”love” post like it’s a job post. Shit, I’ve done that before. I’ve answered those ads before. Whether it was Zoosk, Match, Farmer’s Only, or even Tinder, it’s all smoke and mirrors. It’s like…

People will debate what constitutes as love until the end of humanity. In the end, it is an individual perception of what you think love is versus what someone else does. If two people don’t agree on the definition of love, the relationship is doomed to fail. I might have some expertise in this area…

In keeping with the Dexter theme from the last one, I decided to not be so negative. I’ve been kind of negative as of late. I mean, there’s been a lot that has happened recently that was kind of negative, so I guess it only stands to reason why I might have a less-than-sunny string…

There is a pause button on our remotes for a reason. Sometimes, we just can’t handle what is happening or life throws something that hits us right in the face that we can’t pay attention to what’s on the screen. Life doesn’t have the same type of pause button, but sometimes, we just need to…

Tonight, I watched my love fall apart, and in a violent type of way. It wasn’t violence towards me, but self destructive to herself. We have had arguments in the past, but we always were able to talk through them. Tonight was radically different. I was sober and calm. She seemed unhinged. I know she…

This is an honest question. Everyone my age is broken in some manner. It could be childhood trauma, a nasty relationship, a recent illness, or anything under the sun. We are all damaged. Every single person in this world has some form of trauma or damage. The question becomes when do we quit or when…