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I Became A Christian Before I Got Sober. So I Was A Drunk, Bulimic Christian.

I Love Silence. I Seek And Create It At Every Opportunity. I Need It To Work.

The Evidence Is In, And You Are The Verdict.

All I Know Is That After 10 Years Of Being Sober, With Huge Support To Express My Pain And Anger And Shadow, The Grief And Tears Didn’t Wash Me Away. They Gave Me My Life Back! They Cleansed Me, Baptized Me, Hydrated The Earth At My Feet. They Brought Me Home, To Me, To The Truth Of Me.

For Me And Most Of The Other Writers I Know, Writing Is Not Rapturous. In Fact, The Only Way I Can Get Anything Written At All Is To Write Really, Really Shitty First Drafts.