
I’m blesseduntil you turn your back again. I disappear in the blink of an eyethat’s been blind for a long time. Secrets hidden in the spilled bloodof a not-so-random stranger. Whose grace I no longerfind myselfencumbered with. Summer of 2019

Saturday, February 24th, 2024. My 19,794th day on this planet. What do I intend to do with it? The only things in my life today that are causing me pain and sadness are things that I choose to hold onto. The things I think about, grow. The people who want to be in my life, are. It’s really simple. The lives of people I want to be…

So I fell down onceand I took you all the way downwith me. You told me you wanted me to be thereand I dared you to be there so you told me to be thereand for once, I was. What a long trip downand filled with many facesand so many placesand bottles and forgotten cornersof rooms where many bad thingswould happen, with or without you. Minutes into…

I wish I had a few grand love stories to tell you all. Part of me wishes that more than anything. I imagine I have one, possibly two, stories about the ones who “got away.” To be honest, I’m not sure that I believe in that type of thing anyway. To consider that “he” got “left” “back there somewhere” would negate the fact that I am present in this…

Just like everyone, I really drill down and begin to contemplate not only the year ahead, but the year behind. What could or should I have done differently? Do I owe any apologies? Where was I strong, or brave, or weak and small? They’re not always easy questions, and for me, I tend to try to not dwell in the past so much and really do work at…

My name is William Reilly, and I have been in long-term recovery since January 16, 2006. No, I am not “California Sober.” It is a question I’ve been asked a lot over the years. “You mean you don’t even smoke weed?!” I’m not sure why this would come as a great shock to people. After all, it is a mind-altering, illegal drug where I live at. Did…