Voices on Addiction: A Conversation with Lilly Dancyger
Lilly Dancyger discusses her debut memoir, NEGATIVE SPACE.
...moreLilly Dancyger discusses her debut memoir, NEGATIVE SPACE.
...moreThe toll I took on people I love can’t be measured. But I want to know.
...moreAddiction steals your integrity. Your freedom, too.
...moreFor years, decades even, my father tried to escape meth’s hold.
...moreShe introduced me to the ugly of religion and to the beauty of the world.
...moreI want to see myself as a whole person.
...moreI was fine. No one and nothing could hurt me.
...moreI always thought I was too smart to be one of those girls.
...moreThere is no finality to this grief. Only a series of losses, compounded.
...moreErica C. Barnett discusses her debut memoir, QUITTER.
...moreThe thing we most had in common was that none of us wanted to be there.
...moreAnything we write now is a primary source.
...moreThe marijuana shop shimmers from the abyss, a glowing green jewelry box atop the hill.
...moreI’m saying people can be imperfect and still be remembered as beautiful.
...moreI’ve known since I was a child that the world is ending. I felt it in my bones.
...moreI want to respond from my heart—not my anger, my judgment, my desire.
...moreErin Khar discusses her debut memoir, STRUNG OUT.
...moreDrunk women are targets. Drunk men can be anything.
...moreWhen I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.
...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.
...moreAs it turned out, though, it was he who would surprise me that evening.
...moreIn my secret mind I saw him; I spoke to him every day.
...moreEmily Arnason Casey discusses her debut essay collection, MADE HOLY.
...moreDrinking is the opposite of staying.
...moreWhat I know has taken a long time to learn, and even longer to accept.
...moreAmber van de Bunt discusses her debut memoir, OVERCOME.
...moreAs long as I could feel, I was going to get high.
...moreAfter, they said I was like a saint. Death changes people’s memory.
...moreWhy was he so broken? And why did his broken make me feel broken, too?
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