Once I was young and bold
and left hundreds of unmatched people out in the cold.That night he told me he chugged a few cups of bleach as a half-hearted suicide attempt at age 21. Feeling inspired, I seized the moment and described the night in Winter 2008 that I washed down drugs with enough vodka to die a half dozen deaths, but managed to get away
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I take in the teeth like crumbling gravestones, the hair like a brick of uncooked ramen noodles, the quivering yellow smile.
There's so much great description here, but this both conveys the awful physical mess of this woman and with "quivering' also the shaky emotional state that makes you feel something like pity. She isn't in control of her own life, and is desperately trying to hang on to the few things that obsess her. It's sad.
I'm always struggling to reach the top, even when I'm spiraling toward the bottom.
Knowing that makes an enormous difference, because being caught unaware in that situation is exactly what makes it so hopeless for so many.
Brilliant writing, as usual! I've really been impressed with your entries this season.
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and again, thank you. i really enjoy reading your posts as well.
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