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Submitted to Contest #184
Glitch. I’m standing on my balcony railing in the dark wearing my decade-old prom dress, its silky red fabric wetly adhering to my skin. I’m surprisingly steady as I balance in the cold November rain. Normally I'd be freezing and shivering, but I don't even notice. What’s your secret, Wonder Woman? Lots of Liquid Courage! I'm not suicidal, just self-destructive: in the end, I need another drink and some attention – which I’m not getting out here – so I stumble down from the ledge and back inside. I pour another. My fourth or fifth,...
Submitted to Contest #182
Explicit: sex, substance abuseBy Visit #3 you realize that, all your life, everyone's been judging you for your actions, which stem from an illness that you didn't even know that you had. They're watching you, just like they're all watching each other, too; suddenly the world seems entirely too judgmental about one another. It's just that you've never cared before. You still won't care, unless the medicine works.You're 40 and confused. This initial mental health appointment was supposed to be helpful, but things are even more bewildering now...
Submitted to Contest #180
I’m on the road, finally, and far enough away that I should be able to relax. Still, it’s hours until I get back home, and I’m just hoping the Taurus doesn’t let me down. That burning smell is back, so it needs oil already, but I am shaking too hard right now. I go ahead and pull over into a rest area. At least I’m not tired, but my stomach feels sick with adrenaline.The sun was not yet up to flush away the darkness when I left the motel this morning. I made excuses to Charlie that I needed to get back home to watch my roommate’s pets while ...
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