Addict

I’m an addict. I guess I always have been. If you go back and watch videotapes of me as a child at Christmas, you’ll see me in the background hunting for food while my brother and sister open up presents. One time, I started chewing on a wrapper because I couldn’t find anything else to …

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Cut it Out

“You go first,” Justin said. I pressed it against my skin, equal parts scared and excited. At the worst, it would hurt really badly. At best, I’d finally be in charge of something in my life, which was spinning out of control. One month earlier my parents informed me of our plans to move. “We’ll …

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