Voices on Addiction: Memories of My Daddy and Me(th)
For years, decades even, my father tried to escape meth’s hold.
...moreFor years, decades even, my father tried to escape meth’s hold.
...moreThere are many ways to be ripped to shreds.
...moreI was fine. No one and nothing could hurt me.
...moreMelissa Faliveno discusses her debut essay collection, TOMBOYLAND.
...moreSecrecy stitched us a fraudulent reality. Denial masqueraded as hope.
...moreYou could say that I have trained for this pandemic all my life.
...moreThere is no finality to this grief. Only a series of losses, compounded.
...moreErica C. Barnett discusses her debut memoir, QUITTER.
...moreI needed my beauty to be invisible, either accidental or not at all.
...moreI’ve known since I was a child that the world is ending. I felt it in my bones.
...moreWhen I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.
...moreA Rumpus series of work by women and non-binary writers that engages with rape culture, sexual assault, and domestic violence.
...moreMy sobriety is still a mystery to me. Forty years this December.
...moreMy family rarely throws the word addiction around. If we do, it is whispered.
...moreMaking it to thirty seems unimaginable, yet it happens anyway.
...moreEmily Arnason Casey discusses her debut essay collection, MADE HOLY.
...moreDrinking is the opposite of staying.
...moreFind and replace. Food for alcohol. Daughter for dad.
...moreWhy was he so broken? And why did his broken make me feel broken, too?
...moreOut here on the balcony, perched three stories above the ground, we’re in her world.
...moreA Rumpus series of work by women and non-binary writers that engages with rape culture, sexual assault, and domestic violence.
...moreBut we can make choices if we want to live. I believe that.
...moreThat’s how I felt again, then: a child suddenly fallen, helpless. Unable even to breathe.
...moreI create myself, raise myself. I am mine.
...moreI trust, nowadays. I have to keep at it
...moreJenny Valentish discusses her memoir, WOMEN OF SUBSTANCES.
...moreThis world doesn’t have to like me. But it does have to reckon with me, with my humanity.
...moreThe truth is different. The truth is always different.
...moreKristi Coulter discusses her debut essay collection, NOTHING GOOD CAN COME FROM THIS.
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