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Married to an Alcoholic

Some of the things I’ve been writing happened throughout my marriage over an 8-year span. While I was going through some old paperwork, I found a letter I’d written to Bear two years into our marriage. Everything I said in the letter were exactly the same problems we had over and over that ultimately ended it five years later. Even during counseling, the real issues never completely came out, and since we were only allowed so many sessions, it became useless. We’d gone to counseling twice as a family, and… Read more Married to an Alcoholic

Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – Chapter 7

Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – Chapter 7 – told from a child’s point of view Marcus makes up lies about everything. At first Mom doesn’t believe him, but he has a way of manipulating and convincing her that the sky is green, even though it’s blue. If she doesn’t believe him, they fight all night. It is a never-ending battle with him. “See? See? That kid is making us fight again!” he tells her. When I was eight years old, Marcus accused me of calling him a son of… Read more Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – Chapter 7

Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – Chapter 4

Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – told from a child’s point of view I liked visiting Nana, but I didn’t like Grampa because he was grouchy and said weird things and repeated himself. Every time I saw him, his funny white fuzzy hair on top of his head looked like he just woke up. He wore plaid shorts and either a white t-shirt or a button up collared shirt if he were going somewhere, and he always had a glass of beer in his hand. I don’t think he liked… Read more Excerpt from Unheard: a Memoir – Chapter 4

Chapter 1 – Excerpt from Unheard: A Memoir

Excerpt from UNHEARD: A Memoir As soon as I hear the weight of his body touch the first step, I silently but quickly scamper back to my bed, crawl under the covers, and pretend to be asleep. My heart pounding in my chest like a jackhammer, I pray he doesn’t hear me or open my door. I hear his foot reach the third step from the top, the one that annoyingly creaks when anyone touches it, and my body tenses even more. It is difficult to breathe noiselessly, but by… Read more Chapter 1 – Excerpt from Unheard: A Memoir